So here we are again to experience the bitter, scalding end
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And we're the only ones who can perceive it.
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But others sing of beauty and the story that's unfolded
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As one that deserves praise and ritual.
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My pessimistic lines,
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Your superstitious lives,
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And the modern age's lies won't absolve you.
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And the professorial truth,
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And the dear clairvoyant youth,
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And of course the nightly news will deceive you.
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(Watch out!)
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My pessimistic lines,
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Your superstitious lives,
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And the modern age's lies won't absolve you.
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And the professorial truth,
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And the dear clairvoyant youth,
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And of course the nightly news will deceive you.
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(Let's go!)
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Pessimistic Lines
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| Bad Religion |
