Bad Religion - Induvidual, аккорды

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                        INDIVIDUAL - Bad Religion
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Transcribed by Bob Tomasi 

Intro 
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Individuals run for cover, for the multitudes of thoughtless clones, 

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has reached a critical mass, has reached a critical mass. 

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Individuals hide in fear, under cover sheltered by the wafer, 

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thin veil of intelligence, thin veil of intelligence. 

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Individuals, nowhere to be seen. 

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Urbana is oozing like a bloated carcass with maggots, 

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cooking in the desert heat, cooking in the desert heat. 

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Oozing with progeny writhing, and desperate for input from 

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someone more determined, someone more determined. 

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Congregating in invisible circles, half apart and, half apart. 

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All too aware of the insignificance, pushing on with soul and heart. 


Solo chords are: 
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Individuals dont pray for forgiveness, when pinned up against the wall, 

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under siege of persecution, under siege of persecution. 

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Individuals command exemption, and accept dichotomy, 

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maybe you cant choose anymore, maybe you cant choose anymore. 

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Procreation, without gain or purpose, languid wills and torpid minds. 

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Catapulted ever faster, by the arrow time, you take yours and Ill keep mine. 

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