Yesterday's Headlines Lyrics
| Song | Yesterday's Headlines |
| Artist | Good Riddance |
| Album | Symptoms Of A Leveling Spirit |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Rankin | |
| Running short on imagination | |
| Still we waste it all on words | |
| Spoken without the benefit of our minds | |
| The candle burns, the edges framed | |
| Our best intentions waste away | |
| And everybody loves the things we've done and on, and on, and on | |
| Life appears weightless | |
| For everyone but me | |
| This world grows heavier everyday | |
| Deterioration | |
| Growin' old before my time | |
| Nobody cares, never mind | |
| We all prey on a vain condition and the hoplessness of it all | |
| These days there's nothing we can trust | |
| The dreams we made, we've seen them fade | |
| Trampled by our sad parade | |
| Yet we're so pleased with what we've done, and on, and on, and I'm done | |
| Life appears weightless | |
| For everyone but me | |
| This world grows heavier everyday | |
| Deterioration | |
| Growin' old before my time | |
| Nobody cares | |
| The mind breaks down when it dies | |
| Our machine's doubled in size | |
| To orchestrate the grand collapse | |
| I see us all trapped in its path | |
| There was a time we were unbound | |
| As if we'd never hit the ground | |
| But just like rain we can't keep from fallin' |
| zuo qu : Rankin | |
| Running short on imagination | |
| Still we waste it all on words | |
| Spoken without the benefit of our minds | |
| The candle burns, the edges framed | |
| Our best intentions waste away | |
| And everybody loves the things we' ve done and on, and on, and on | |
| Life appears weightless | |
| For everyone but me | |
| This world grows heavier everyday | |
| Deterioration | |
| Growin' old before my time | |
| Nobody cares, never mind | |
| We all prey on a vain condition and the hoplessness of it all | |
| These days there' s nothing we can trust | |
| The dreams we made, we' ve seen them fade | |
| Trampled by our sad parade | |
| Yet we' re so pleased with what we' ve done, and on, and on, and I' m done | |
| Life appears weightless | |
| For everyone but me | |
| This world grows heavier everyday | |
| Deterioration | |
| Growin' old before my time | |
| Nobody cares | |
| The mind breaks down when it dies | |
| Our machine' s doubled in size | |
| To orchestrate the grand collapse | |
| I see us all trapped in its path | |
| There was a time we were unbound | |
| As if we' d never hit the ground | |
| But just like rain we can' t keep from fallin' |
| zuò qǔ : Rankin | |
| Running short on imagination | |
| Still we waste it all on words | |
| Spoken without the benefit of our minds | |
| The candle burns, the edges framed | |
| Our best intentions waste away | |
| And everybody loves the things we' ve done and on, and on, and on | |
| Life appears weightless | |
| For everyone but me | |
| This world grows heavier everyday | |
| Deterioration | |
| Growin' old before my time | |
| Nobody cares, never mind | |
| We all prey on a vain condition and the hoplessness of it all | |
| These days there' s nothing we can trust | |
| The dreams we made, we' ve seen them fade | |
| Trampled by our sad parade | |
| Yet we' re so pleased with what we' ve done, and on, and on, and I' m done | |
| Life appears weightless | |
| For everyone but me | |
| This world grows heavier everyday | |
| Deterioration | |
| Growin' old before my time | |
| Nobody cares | |
| The mind breaks down when it dies | |
| Our machine' s doubled in size | |
| To orchestrate the grand collapse | |
| I see us all trapped in its path | |
| There was a time we were unbound | |
| As if we' d never hit the ground | |
| But just like rain we can' t keep from fallin' |
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