| Song | Trial of the Century |
| Artist | Good Riddance |
| Album | Symptoms Of A Leveling Spirit |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| What does it mean when you抮e sixteen | |
| The world抯 a cold and lonely place | |
| But you抮e still kicking | |
| Every door down in the place | |
| The war of words they抮e so upright | |
| You pass a hundred sleepless nights | |
| And the worst is yet to come or so they say | |
| Here comes seventeen | |
| And just beyond | |
| There抯 tolerance and empathy | |
| To protect you from them all | |
| A stand of evergreen | |
| Just like the places we would always talk about | |
| To catch you when you fall | |
| You hear a knock outside the door | |
| It never rains here anymore | |
| So now there抯 nothing new | |
| To was away the pain | |
| A frightened face your clouded mind | |
| The memories you抳e trailed behind | |
| And seventeen still feels light years away | |
| Nobody seems to understand you | |
| As your grasping for that innocence | |
| Sequestered in your mind | |
| Was it guilt or were they blind | |
| All this time |
| What does it mean when you zhen e sixteen | |
| The world zha a cold and lonely place | |
| But you zhen e still kicking | |
| Every door down in the place | |
| The war of words they zhen e so upright | |
| You pass a hundred sleepless nights | |
| And the worst is yet to come or so they say | |
| Here comes seventeen | |
| And just beyond | |
| There zha tolerance and empathy | |
| To protect you from them all | |
| A stand of evergreen | |
| Just like the places we would always talk about | |
| To catch you when you fall | |
| You hear a knock outside the door | |
| It never rains here anymore | |
| So now there zha nothing new | |
| To was away the pain | |
| A frightened face your clouded mind | |
| The memories you ni e trailed behind | |
| And seventeen still feels light years away | |
| Nobody seems to understand you | |
| As your grasping for that innocence | |
| Sequestered in your mind | |
| Was it guilt or were they blind | |
| All this time |
| What does it mean when you zhěn e sixteen | |
| The world zhā a cold and lonely place | |
| But you zhěn e still kicking | |
| Every door down in the place | |
| The war of words they zhěn e so upright | |
| You pass a hundred sleepless nights | |
| And the worst is yet to come or so they say | |
| Here comes seventeen | |
| And just beyond | |
| There zhā tolerance and empathy | |
| To protect you from them all | |
| A stand of evergreen | |
| Just like the places we would always talk about | |
| To catch you when you fall | |
| You hear a knock outside the door | |
| It never rains here anymore | |
| So now there zhā nothing new | |
| To was away the pain | |
| A frightened face your clouded mind | |
| The memories you nǐ e trailed behind | |
| And seventeen still feels light years away | |
| Nobody seems to understand you | |
| As your grasping for that innocence | |
| Sequestered in your mind | |
| Was it guilt or were they blind | |
| All this time |