| Song | Not Our Tomorrow |
| Artist | Miss May I |
| Album | Apologies Are for the Weak |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Benton, Sturgis | |
| Our Yesterday | |
| Will Not Be | |
| Our Tomorrow. | |
| Escape The | |
| Past, Erase | |
| This Memory. | |
| Let These | |
| Words Transpose | |
| Our Future, | |
| We Wont Be | |
| Silenced.Scream | |
| In Harmony. | |
| Listen To | |
| The Voice | |
| Of Passion. | |
| Sounds That | |
| Make You Want | |
| To Be.Listen | |
| To The Voice | |
| Of Passion. | |
| Sounds That | |
| Make You Want | |
| To BeDisconnected | |
| From All Of | |
| The Lies Of | |
| The World. | |
| Wheres The | |
| Heart?Let | |
| Us Embrace | |
| The Sensation. | |
| This Is The | |
| Dawn Of Our | |
| Beginning. | |
| Overthrow | |
| As We Forge | |
| Our Path To | |
| Conquer.When | |
| All Is Gone | |
| Who Will Remember | |
| Our Days.When | |
| All Is Gone | |
| Who Will Remain. | |
| Our Memory | |
| Will Always | |
| Tell Our Story. | |
| But Not Our | |
| Fate, Not | |
| Our Fate.Taking | |
| Everything | |
| You Thought | |
| Was Right | |
| And Throwing | |
| It Away.Pallets | |
| Of Our Past | |
| Will Now Fade | |
| Into Gray. | |
| Among This | |
| Set Of Our | |
| New Complexion. | |
| We Watch As | |
| They Dig Their | |
| Own Graves. | |
| Rising To | |
| Immortality. | |
| Why Bathe | |
| In This Sea | |
| Of Filth With | |
| All The Rest | |
| Of The World. | |
| Our Memory | |
| Will Always | |
| Tell Our Story. | |
| But Not Our | |
| Fate, Not | |
| Our Fate. |
| zuo qu : Benton, Sturgis | |
| Our Yesterday | |
| Will Not Be | |
| Our Tomorrow. | |
| Escape The | |
| Past, Erase | |
| This Memory. | |
| Let These | |
| Words Transpose | |
| Our Future, | |
| We Wont Be | |
| Silenced. Scream | |
| In Harmony. | |
| Listen To | |
| The Voice | |
| Of Passion. | |
| Sounds That | |
| Make You Want | |
| To Be. Listen | |
| To The Voice | |
| Of Passion. | |
| Sounds That | |
| Make You Want | |
| To BeDisconnected | |
| From All Of | |
| The Lies Of | |
| The World. | |
| Wheres The | |
| Heart? Let | |
| Us Embrace | |
| The Sensation. | |
| This Is The | |
| Dawn Of Our | |
| Beginning. | |
| Overthrow | |
| As We Forge | |
| Our Path To | |
| Conquer. When | |
| All Is Gone | |
| Who Will Remember | |
| Our Days. When | |
| All Is Gone | |
| Who Will Remain. | |
| Our Memory | |
| Will Always | |
| Tell Our Story. | |
| But Not Our | |
| Fate, Not | |
| Our Fate. Taking | |
| Everything | |
| You Thought | |
| Was Right | |
| And Throwing | |
| It Away. Pallets | |
| Of Our Past | |
| Will Now Fade | |
| Into Gray. | |
| Among This | |
| Set Of Our | |
| New Complexion. | |
| We Watch As | |
| They Dig Their | |
| Own Graves. | |
| Rising To | |
| Immortality. | |
| Why Bathe | |
| In This Sea | |
| Of Filth With | |
| All The Rest | |
| Of The World. | |
| Our Memory | |
| Will Always | |
| Tell Our Story. | |
| But Not Our | |
| Fate, Not | |
| Our Fate. |
| zuò qǔ : Benton, Sturgis | |
| Our Yesterday | |
| Will Not Be | |
| Our Tomorrow. | |
| Escape The | |
| Past, Erase | |
| This Memory. | |
| Let These | |
| Words Transpose | |
| Our Future, | |
| We Wont Be | |
| Silenced. Scream | |
| In Harmony. | |
| Listen To | |
| The Voice | |
| Of Passion. | |
| Sounds That | |
| Make You Want | |
| To Be. Listen | |
| To The Voice | |
| Of Passion. | |
| Sounds That | |
| Make You Want | |
| To BeDisconnected | |
| From All Of | |
| The Lies Of | |
| The World. | |
| Wheres The | |
| Heart? Let | |
| Us Embrace | |
| The Sensation. | |
| This Is The | |
| Dawn Of Our | |
| Beginning. | |
| Overthrow | |
| As We Forge | |
| Our Path To | |
| Conquer. When | |
| All Is Gone | |
| Who Will Remember | |
| Our Days. When | |
| All Is Gone | |
| Who Will Remain. | |
| Our Memory | |
| Will Always | |
| Tell Our Story. | |
| But Not Our | |
| Fate, Not | |
| Our Fate. Taking | |
| Everything | |
| You Thought | |
| Was Right | |
| And Throwing | |
| It Away. Pallets | |
| Of Our Past | |
| Will Now Fade | |
| Into Gray. | |
| Among This | |
| Set Of Our | |
| New Complexion. | |
| We Watch As | |
| They Dig Their | |
| Own Graves. | |
| Rising To | |
| Immortality. | |
| Why Bathe | |
| In This Sea | |
| Of Filth With | |
| All The Rest | |
| Of The World. | |
| Our Memory | |
| Will Always | |
| Tell Our Story. | |
| But Not Our | |
| Fate, Not | |
| Our Fate. |