Empty Causes – Bad Religion – letras

everwhere you looked there was confusion, violence, drama and drugsso many righteous revolutionaries spouting utopian loveeveryone shrouded in purple hazethen one day they woke up from their dream statethey found themselves no more at peace than beforeolder, meek, and conformedempty causesa bluster for the soul, a fix for their mindempty causescling to everything you findwell, the shots rang out like popcorn and the Chief was hit and rushed out of sightthe mohawk-chain, leather brigade rejoiced maliciously on that nightsomeone cried out « fuck the government »his mates couldn’t define what he meantso no one gave him the time of dayand the scene died awayempty causesa war for the body, an army in the mindempty causeslosing steam as time goes bycould it be that everybody selfishly desires their own personal retinueand that causes are just manifestations of too much time and far to little to doempty causesdirection for the soul, conviction for the mindempty causescling to everything you findempty causesyou’ve got yours and I’ve got mine