towards the great unknown Asking how it pertains to tomorrow Aim for places we've not been Trample paths that go between Yesterday's foundations and tomorrow
, leaning towards the great unknown, asking how it pertains to tomorrow aim for places we've not been, trample paths that go between, yesterdays foundations and tomorrow
Oversættelse: Bad Religion. I morgen.
so, leaning towards the great unknown, asking how it pertains to tomorrow aim for places we've not been, trample paths that go between, yesterdays foundations and tomorrow
poverty of his language and the wealth of his emotion Bring him endless murky musings and unexpected frustration Angst and madness weave the fabric of his life. Tomorrow
Bad Religion - The Unknown Every day we profit so, Leaning towards the great unknown, asking how it pertains to tomorrow. And for places we've not
together in our borderless state Survival our instinct, nature our fate Today I see borders and my friends disappear Man chooses my fate thus I live in fear Tomorrow
like, "I'm clueless, why?" The question was rhetorical, the answer is horrible Our morals are out of place and got our lives full of sorrow And so tomorrow
Except eccentric faith, to need religion to sit high Among the elect on march the saints There's no such thing as a good time for bad luck As minutes
speed it may be too late tomorrow so buy it now and you will never have sorrow the ultra-time has come but it is more like a bad dream when history's
or Malonda decide to fucking share This confused boy, I wanna hug hoy, I'm bad for you kids to listen to Soy is not the choice, I'm bad milk, drink it
she sang Died tired of this living thing Most I knew never made it to drinking age Sometimes I fight Gipp Should I spend or should I hold on for what tomorrow
or you stand strong bold Yo we never know what tomorrow gon' hold [Chorus: *sung*] We can live today, but we're not promised tomorrow We can pass away
you stand strong bold Yo we never know what tomorrow gon' hold [Chorus: *sung*] We can live today, but we're not promised tomorrow We can pass away,
'm clueless, why? " The question was rhetorical, the answer is horrible Our morals are out of place and got our lives full of sorrow And so tomorrow
