BAD RELIGION LYRICS

"Scrutiny"

One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight.
Days go marching by.
There and back, I never wait
For a confident reply.

Yeah, truth is stark and leaves its mark
As limited constraints.
And the most difficult part is accepting what the future may bring.

It seems like a lifetime of scrutiny.
Wither the path, whether worth the fee.
A lifetime of scrutiny.

And it seems as though I can't be sure of anything
Anymore.

One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight.
Years go flying by.
No one seems to hesitate
Or cast an earnest eye.

Yeah, judgment comes in many forms
But never scarce or shy.
And the litany is long as the confidence is strong in their delight.

It seems like a lifetime of scrutiny.
Prejudicial waters wash over me.
A lifetime of scrutiny.

And the words just don't equate with sense or sanity
Anymore.

One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight.
Faces and the names.
Shattered hopes and stolen dreams
And no one left to blame.

Yeah, is it possible to win
This pointless mortal game?
'Cause when death comes it's swift and, my friends, we end up all the same.

Oh, it feels like a lifetime of scrutiny.
Wither the path, whether worth the fee.
A lifetime of scrutiny.

And it seems as though I can't remember anything
Anymore.

Thanks to Rodrigo Argôlo for these lyrics

Thanks to Kevin Y. for correcting these lyrics

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