three thousand miles of wilderness overcome by the flow, a lonely
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restitution of pavement, pomp and show, i seek a thousand answers, i
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find but one or two, i maintain no discomfiture, my path again
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renewed, against the grain, that's where i'll stay, swimming upstream,
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i maintain against the grain, here labelled as a lunatic, sequestered
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and content, there ignored and defeated by the government, ther's an
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oriented public who's magnetic force does pull, but away from the
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potential of the individual, against the grain..., the flow is getting
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stronger with smaller increments of time and eddies of new ideas are
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increasingly hard to find, you need all that the other has, it is your
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right to seize the day, but in all your acquisitions you will soone be
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swept away, against the grain..., there's a common consensus and a
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uncomfortable cheer, a reverberating chorus that anyone can hear, it
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sings "leve your cares behind you, just grab tenaciously", this
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lulling sense of purpose will destroy us rapidly, against the grain...
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Against The Grain
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| Bad Religion |
