| Song | The Years of Decay |
| Artist | Overkill |
| Album | Wrecking Everything: Live |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Overkill | |
| Out on this road takes its toll | |
| And you pay for everything you do | |
| Underlights, made me blind | |
| This place is the same as last night | |
| Out of control takes its toll | |
| But you learn to live with your dreams | |
| And speaking your mind to those you find | |
| Listening to what you have to say | |
| I wouldn't change the way | |
| I wouldn't stop the decay | |
| Promised the world, as your world | |
| Changed before our eyes | |
| And the days became the weeks | |
| And the weeks, the years | |
| No one remembers that very first day | |
| How it slipped away | |
| Forever I wait, pulling in, pulling out | |
| As the motors whine | |
| To remind me | |
| I'm homeAnd | |
| I'm here to stay | |
| As we decay | |
| Another day | |
| Decay away | |
| I'm goin' home, | |
| I don't know where | |
| I'm goin' home, not far from here | |
| Out on this road, paint this toll | |
| Make me whole, set the stage | |
| Fill it with anger, fill it with rage | |
| No, I don't know what is today | |
| I know it falls in the years of decay | |
| Self sacrifice, every night | |
| And together we paid a price in blood | |
| That spilled out through the years | |
| And another day passes away | |
| Look to the black, drawn farther back | |
| Look to each day, see the decay | |
| Times I've had, good and bad | |
| Win or lose, this is what | |
| I chooseThe years of decay | |
| The years of decay | |
| The years of decay... |
| zuo ci : Overkill | |
| Out on this road takes its toll | |
| And you pay for everything you do | |
| Underlights, made me blind | |
| This place is the same as last night | |
| Out of control takes its toll | |
| But you learn to live with your dreams | |
| And speaking your mind to those you find | |
| Listening to what you have to say | |
| I wouldn' t change the way | |
| I wouldn' t stop the decay | |
| Promised the world, as your world | |
| Changed before our eyes | |
| And the days became the weeks | |
| And the weeks, the years | |
| No one remembers that very first day | |
| How it slipped away | |
| Forever I wait, pulling in, pulling out | |
| As the motors whine | |
| To remind me | |
| I' m homeAnd | |
| I' m here to stay | |
| As we decay | |
| Another day | |
| Decay away | |
| I' m goin' home, | |
| I don' t know where | |
| I' m goin' home, not far from here | |
| Out on this road, paint this toll | |
| Make me whole, set the stage | |
| Fill it with anger, fill it with rage | |
| No, I don' t know what is today | |
| I know it falls in the years of decay | |
| Self sacrifice, every night | |
| And together we paid a price in blood | |
| That spilled out through the years | |
| And another day passes away | |
| Look to the black, drawn farther back | |
| Look to each day, see the decay | |
| Times I' ve had, good and bad | |
| Win or lose, this is what | |
| I chooseThe years of decay | |
| The years of decay | |
| The years of decay... |
| zuò cí : Overkill | |
| Out on this road takes its toll | |
| And you pay for everything you do | |
| Underlights, made me blind | |
| This place is the same as last night | |
| Out of control takes its toll | |
| But you learn to live with your dreams | |
| And speaking your mind to those you find | |
| Listening to what you have to say | |
| I wouldn' t change the way | |
| I wouldn' t stop the decay | |
| Promised the world, as your world | |
| Changed before our eyes | |
| And the days became the weeks | |
| And the weeks, the years | |
| No one remembers that very first day | |
| How it slipped away | |
| Forever I wait, pulling in, pulling out | |
| As the motors whine | |
| To remind me | |
| I' m homeAnd | |
| I' m here to stay | |
| As we decay | |
| Another day | |
| Decay away | |
| I' m goin' home, | |
| I don' t know where | |
| I' m goin' home, not far from here | |
| Out on this road, paint this toll | |
| Make me whole, set the stage | |
| Fill it with anger, fill it with rage | |
| No, I don' t know what is today | |
| I know it falls in the years of decay | |
| Self sacrifice, every night | |
| And together we paid a price in blood | |
| That spilled out through the years | |
| And another day passes away | |
| Look to the black, drawn farther back | |
| Look to each day, see the decay | |
| Times I' ve had, good and bad | |
| Win or lose, this is what | |
| I chooseThe years of decay | |
| The years of decay | |
| The years of decay... |