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Bad Logic

Straight forward this all falls into place. I can do this on my own (I know I can). I seem to be the only one awake. Just please, don't give into them

Traducere: Bad Religion. Logic interior.

complexity I won't find salvation just the bald and over truth of the evil and deception there is an inner logic, and we're taught to stay far from it

had a brain Amnesia Never crossed my mind Tonsillitis Was my alibi Truancy was My vocation! Bad! Bad! Bad! Bad! Behaviour (X4) Bad! Bad! Bad! Bad! Behaviour

million Girls on the strap and you know that You know the guys will stop wildin' if you stop that crap But you can't, you want money so bad You'll jock

I stood my ground bitch, I get it up myself you just put it down they say I put my whole on display, to my dismay stop it, you carry-in on without logic

for? (Dem a club badbwoy!) Step to we yuh get destroyed (Dem a club badbwoy!) Knock yuh out like we do Roy (Dem a club badbwoy!) Dem a club bad who? Club

9th is on the track bitch I don't track until I go hoarse Hear my voice and they pray that they never hear the chorus Cause thinkin' logical to me was

these beats like In other words, the police Say it, say it like Pac the police Fuck 'em, and that's straight from the underground Where little kids got it bad