| Song | Century |
| Artist | Paul Westerberg |
| Album | Eventually |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Artist:Brian Melo | |
| Album:Livin It | |
| Title:Century | |
| ★ LRC-Maker:594-King | |
| ...music... | |
| Tell me | |
| What did you wear | |
| Innocence and red, well, | |
| I really don’t care | |
| How it’s all been easy | |
| And why you’re not lonely | |
| I didn’t need to know how | |
| He gets you loud | |
| I stumbled through the fire on my own | |
| Burns a little more now, the seasons are gone | |
| Centuries spent together, back to back | |
| Someone give me more now | |
| I need this to last | |
| In the beat of the hour | |
| Sweetness, the bubble did burst | |
| Maybe for the better | |
| That I knew first | |
| Given all the secrets | |
| You had to find | |
| Well, everyone’s got needs, but, | |
| What about mine | |
| I stumbled through the fire on my own | |
| Burns a little more now, the seasons are gone | |
| Centuries spent together, back to back | |
| Someone give me more now | |
| I need this to last | |
| ...music... | |
| Somehow I’m failing in this war | |
| A little advice won’t help at all | |
| Yeah, now I’m failing in this war | |
| This little lie won’t mend my soul | |
| I stumbled through the fire all alone | |
| Burns a little more now, the seasons are gone | |
| I have wasted centuries, always, | |
| But in my own sweet time, I’m | |
| I stumbled through the fire | |
| Sweet, sweet fire | |
| Sweet, sweet... | |
| 〖...Over...〗 |
| Artist: Brian Melo | |
| Album: Livin It | |
| Title: Century | |
| LRCMaker: 594King | |
| ... music... | |
| Tell me | |
| What did you wear | |
| Innocence and red, well, | |
| I really don' t care | |
| How it' s all been easy | |
| And why you' re not lonely | |
| I didn' t need to know how | |
| He gets you loud | |
| I stumbled through the fire on my own | |
| Burns a little more now, the seasons are gone | |
| Centuries spent together, back to back | |
| Someone give me more now | |
| I need this to last | |
| In the beat of the hour | |
| Sweetness, the bubble did burst | |
| Maybe for the better | |
| That I knew first | |
| Given all the secrets | |
| You had to find | |
| Well, everyone' s got needs, but, | |
| What about mine | |
| I stumbled through the fire on my own | |
| Burns a little more now, the seasons are gone | |
| Centuries spent together, back to back | |
| Someone give me more now | |
| I need this to last | |
| ... music... | |
| Somehow I' m failing in this war | |
| A little advice won' t help at all | |
| Yeah, now I' m failing in this war | |
| This little lie won' t mend my soul | |
| I stumbled through the fire all alone | |
| Burns a little more now, the seasons are gone | |
| I have wasted centuries, always, | |
| But in my own sweet time, I' m | |
| I stumbled through the fire | |
| Sweet, sweet fire | |
| Sweet, sweet... | |
| ... Over... |
| Artist: Brian Melo | |
| Album: Livin It | |
| Title: Century | |
| LRCMaker: 594King | |
| ... music... | |
| Tell me | |
| What did you wear | |
| Innocence and red, well, | |
| I really don' t care | |
| How it' s all been easy | |
| And why you' re not lonely | |
| I didn' t need to know how | |
| He gets you loud | |
| I stumbled through the fire on my own | |
| Burns a little more now, the seasons are gone | |
| Centuries spent together, back to back | |
| Someone give me more now | |
| I need this to last | |
| In the beat of the hour | |
| Sweetness, the bubble did burst | |
| Maybe for the better | |
| That I knew first | |
| Given all the secrets | |
| You had to find | |
| Well, everyone' s got needs, but, | |
| What about mine | |
| I stumbled through the fire on my own | |
| Burns a little more now, the seasons are gone | |
| Centuries spent together, back to back | |
| Someone give me more now | |
| I need this to last | |
| ... music... | |
| Somehow I' m failing in this war | |
| A little advice won' t help at all | |
| Yeah, now I' m failing in this war | |
| This little lie won' t mend my soul | |
| I stumbled through the fire all alone | |
| Burns a little more now, the seasons are gone | |
| I have wasted centuries, always, | |
| But in my own sweet time, I' m | |
| I stumbled through the fire | |
| Sweet, sweet fire | |
| Sweet, sweet... | |
| ... Over... |