One - two - three - four - five - six - seven - eight!
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Days go marching by
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There and back I never wait for a confident reply
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Truth is stark and leaves its mark as limited constraints
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And the most difficult part is accepting what the future may bring
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It seems like a lifetime of scrutiny
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Wither the path, whether worth the fee
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A lifetime of scrutiny
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And it seems as though I can't be sure of anything anymore!
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One - two - three - four - five - six - seven - eight!
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Years go flying by
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No one seems to hesitate or cast an earnest eye
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Judgment comes in many forms but never scare or shy
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And the litany is long as the confidence is strong in their delight
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It seems like a lifetime of scrutiny
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Prejudicial waters wash over me
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A lifetime of scrutiny
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And the words just don't equate with sense or sanity anymore!
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One - two - three - four - five - six - seven - eight!
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The faces and the names
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Shattered hopes and stolen dreams and no one left to blame
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Is it possible to win this pointless mortal game?
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'Cuz when death comes it's swift and my friend,
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We end up and the same
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It seems like a lifetime of scrutiny
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Wither the path and whether worth the fee
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A lifetime of scrutiny
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And it seems as though I can't be sure of anything anymore!
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Scrutiny
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| Bad Religion |
