| Song | Born to Expire |
| Artist | Leeway |
| Album | Born to Expire |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Novello, Sutton | |
| Exhausted, but still I can't sleep | |
| I'm trying to survive another fucking week | |
| Meaningless job, a menial slave | |
| Absorbing knowledge to bring to my grave | |
| (chorus) | |
| Born to expire | |
| Frustrating, seething and teemed | |
| My blood's boiling higher | |
| God please, please set me free | |
| Little bits of bullshit making me weak | |
| I don't want my life to be hopelessly bleak | |
| Sweating like a dog just to get in this game | |
| And I'm just a number no name | |
| How much more does life have in store | |
| Before the reaper comes to get paid? | |
| Authorites catch | |
| Civil laws don't match | |
| And it takes my P.M.A. | |
| Staring at the walls, constantly numb | |
| Try to think of what I can do for fun | |
| Aggravation coursing through my nerves | |
| Can't sit here as the world burns |
| zuo qu : Novello, Sutton | |
| Exhausted, but still I can' t sleep | |
| I' m trying to survive another fucking week | |
| Meaningless job, a menial slave | |
| Absorbing knowledge to bring to my grave | |
| chorus | |
| Born to expire | |
| Frustrating, seething and teemed | |
| My blood' s boiling higher | |
| God please, please set me free | |
| Little bits of bullshit making me weak | |
| I don' t want my life to be hopelessly bleak | |
| Sweating like a dog just to get in this game | |
| And I' m just a number no name | |
| How much more does life have in store | |
| Before the reaper comes to get paid? | |
| Authorites catch | |
| Civil laws don' t match | |
| And it takes my P. M. A. | |
| Staring at the walls, constantly numb | |
| Try to think of what I can do for fun | |
| Aggravation coursing through my nerves | |
| Can' t sit here as the world burns |
| zuò qǔ : Novello, Sutton | |
| Exhausted, but still I can' t sleep | |
| I' m trying to survive another fucking week | |
| Meaningless job, a menial slave | |
| Absorbing knowledge to bring to my grave | |
| chorus | |
| Born to expire | |
| Frustrating, seething and teemed | |
| My blood' s boiling higher | |
| God please, please set me free | |
| Little bits of bullshit making me weak | |
| I don' t want my life to be hopelessly bleak | |
| Sweating like a dog just to get in this game | |
| And I' m just a number no name | |
| How much more does life have in store | |
| Before the reaper comes to get paid? | |
| Authorites catch | |
| Civil laws don' t match | |
| And it takes my P. M. A. | |
| Staring at the walls, constantly numb | |
| Try to think of what I can do for fun | |
| Aggravation coursing through my nerves | |
| Can' t sit here as the world burns |