歌曲 | Trial of the Century |
歌手 | Good Riddance |
专辑 | Symptoms Of A Leveling Spirit |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
What does it mean when you抮e sixteen | |
The world抯 a cold and lonely place | |
But you抮e still kicking | |
Every door down in the place | |
The war of words they抮e so upright | |
You pass a hundred sleepless nights | |
And the worst is yet to come or so they say | |
Here comes seventeen | |
And just beyond | |
There抯 tolerance and empathy | |
To protect you from them all | |
A stand of evergreen | |
Just like the places we would always talk about | |
To catch you when you fall | |
You hear a knock outside the door | |
It never rains here anymore | |
So now there抯 nothing new | |
To was away the pain | |
A frightened face your clouded mind | |
The memories you抳e trailed behind | |
And seventeen still feels light years away | |
Nobody seems to understand you | |
As your grasping for that innocence | |
Sequestered in your mind | |
Was it guilt or were they blind | |
All this time |
What does it mean when you zhen e sixteen | |
The world zha a cold and lonely place | |
But you zhen e still kicking | |
Every door down in the place | |
The war of words they zhen e so upright | |
You pass a hundred sleepless nights | |
And the worst is yet to come or so they say | |
Here comes seventeen | |
And just beyond | |
There zha tolerance and empathy | |
To protect you from them all | |
A stand of evergreen | |
Just like the places we would always talk about | |
To catch you when you fall | |
You hear a knock outside the door | |
It never rains here anymore | |
So now there zha nothing new | |
To was away the pain | |
A frightened face your clouded mind | |
The memories you ni e trailed behind | |
And seventeen still feels light years away | |
Nobody seems to understand you | |
As your grasping for that innocence | |
Sequestered in your mind | |
Was it guilt or were they blind | |
All this time |
What does it mean when you zhěn e sixteen | |
The world zhā a cold and lonely place | |
But you zhěn e still kicking | |
Every door down in the place | |
The war of words they zhěn e so upright | |
You pass a hundred sleepless nights | |
And the worst is yet to come or so they say | |
Here comes seventeen | |
And just beyond | |
There zhā tolerance and empathy | |
To protect you from them all | |
A stand of evergreen | |
Just like the places we would always talk about | |
To catch you when you fall | |
You hear a knock outside the door | |
It never rains here anymore | |
So now there zhā nothing new | |
To was away the pain | |
A frightened face your clouded mind | |
The memories you nǐ e trailed behind | |
And seventeen still feels light years away | |
Nobody seems to understand you | |
As your grasping for that innocence | |
Sequestered in your mind | |
Was it guilt or were they blind | |
All this time |