Teksty: Bad Religion. How Could Hell Be Any Worse?. In The Night.

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In the city the day is too hot And you're looking for relief
'Cuz your heart is filled with pain But you get no relief 'cuz the night is the same
In the night In the night you see through jaded eyes
In the night In the night you feel barely alive
Your head is filled with darkness You've got pennies on your eyes
But you say that it's alright, because you never Lived a lie
As you crawl back to your womb-like existence
In the night In the night In the night you see through jaded eyes
In the night In the night you feel barely alive
You can't see any light, and you hear those
Heavy footsteps, and the little man inside twists
Your tormented mind palms are wet
With sweat limbs are bound and tangled in a Fatal net
There are two things you can do one is turn
And fight the other is run headlong into the Night.....
The breathing at your side, is it yours or is it goodbye