Bad Religion

Lyrics

There's a specter in the corner of an illustrated page
And a lonesome muted stripling with a rapt remedial gaze
The poverty of his language and the wealth of his emotion
Bring him endless murky musings and unexpected frustration
Angst and madness weave the fabric of his life
Tomorrow might be better but right now it feels like
There's a panther wild and proud behind the doors of a redolent cage
And an undeveloped intellect filled with impotent and static rage
And don't think you're exempt if you earn a good weekly wage
'Cause your neighbors going crazy and insanity is contagious
I know there's so much you want to say but your tongue gets in the way
And sometimes it feels like
I know there's so much you want to say and the tumbrel of your mind gets in the way
It's the same for everybody to degrees we all get that foggy freeze
And sometimes it feels like