Bad Religion Lyrics
3. Sensory Overload
This isn't art this is suicide in a social way I don't have the need and I don't have the time I will tell you why Because I think about it all the time I think about what's true and what's lies I used to think the things in my head were true Sensory feedback from things like you I don't know why this must be The guitar's misleading me I don't know why I've got this social suicide From a sensory overload It's a hell of a time From a sensory overload Tricky little mind When I think about the quivering flesh I think about this urban mess It makes my brain begin to reel I don't understand all the things that I hear I just wanna hide from the things that I feel
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