Bad Religion Lyrics
* Out Of Hand
Don't wanna have to take your shit anymore i finally concluded that life is way to short the ticking of the hourglass, the tiny grains of sand they beckon me like gravity, like signposts on the land and you got what you wanted without force of reprimand the seconds are all running out, this burdens out of hand
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