All There Is – Bad Religion – letras

This song goes outto all the hopeless sinners,with grave allegiances,so meaningless and vain,though walking wounded in a pageant of contenders,who balance on a rail of pain for just a pale refrain.And everything is barely missed, blood relations and bricksmy expression, my confession, add it up, extract a lesson, more than this,once again, like a bullet as a friend, tell me: can that be all there is?In my rectory of doubt, I kneel to pray like one devout,as time the great great dreamless sleep of a useless modern goderodes away each sorry day as wretched adams, one hell to pay–contained upon a rail of pain for just a little rain.And everything is dearly missed, blood relations and bricksmy expression, my confession, add it up, extract a lesson, more than this,once again, like a bullet as a friend, tell me: can that be all there is?There’s an endless disposition,and it doesn’t mean a goddamn thing—there’s space for a paper-airplane race in the eye of a hurricane.And if pigs could fly, then surely so could I,but this pedestrian knows better than to even try,and my divinity is caught between the colors of a butterfly.And everything is dearly missed, blood relations and bricksmy expression, my confession, add it up, extract duress and more than this,once again, like a bullet as a friend, tell me: can that be all there is?All there is?