Rumors Of My Demise Have Been Greatly Exaggerated Lyrics
| Song | Rumors Of My Demise Have Been Greatly Exaggerated |
| Artist | Rise Against |
| Album | Siren Song Of The Counter-Culture |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Rise Against | |
| So please don't ask me how | |
| I ended up at my wits end and breaking down | |
| Pages torn from books we never read, | |
| Cuz we're plugged into this grid | |
| Don't pull this plug right now, | |
| Or then we really have to live | |
| [pre-chorus] | |
| When I die, will they remember not | |
| What I did, but what I haven't done | |
| It's not the end, that I fear with each breathe | |
| It's life that scares me to death | |
| [chorus] | |
| When we built these dreams on sand, | |
| How they all slipped through our hands | |
| And this might be our only chance | |
| Let's take this one day at a time, | |
| I'll hold your hand if you hold mine | |
| The time that we kill keeps us alive | |
| Your words won't save me now | |
| I'm at the edge feeling the sweat drip from my brow | |
| Get a grip on yourself is what they say, | |
| Every hour every day | |
| Hands over my ears, | |
| I've been screaming all these years! | |
| [pre-chorus/chorus] | |
| [bridge] | |
| We came in search of answers! | |
| We left empty handed again! | |
| Shots fired into the sky | |
| Are now returning! | |
| Where the fuck will you hide! | |
| From the laughter in the closet, some alive | |
| But the door hinges are squeeking letting in thin shards of light | |
| And now our hands extending outward, | |
| Quiet comfort they invite, | |
| And do we dare take what they offer? | |
| Do we step into the light? | |
| [prechorus/chorus] | |
| [chorus] |
| zuo qu : Rise Against | |
| So please don' t ask me how | |
| I ended up at my wits end and breaking down | |
| Pages torn from books we never read, | |
| Cuz we' re plugged into this grid | |
| Don' t pull this plug right now, | |
| Or then we really have to live | |
| prechorus | |
| When I die, will they remember not | |
| What I did, but what I haven' t done | |
| It' s not the end, that I fear with each breathe | |
| It' s life that scares me to death | |
| chorus | |
| When we built these dreams on sand, | |
| How they all slipped through our hands | |
| And this might be our only chance | |
| Let' s take this one day at a time, | |
| I' ll hold your hand if you hold mine | |
| The time that we kill keeps us alive | |
| Your words won' t save me now | |
| I' m at the edge feeling the sweat drip from my brow | |
| Get a grip on yourself is what they say, | |
| Every hour every day | |
| Hands over my ears, | |
| I' ve been screaming all these years! | |
| prechorus chorus | |
| bridge | |
| We came in search of answers! | |
| We left empty handed again! | |
| Shots fired into the sky | |
| Are now returning! | |
| Where the fuck will you hide! | |
| From the laughter in the closet, some alive | |
| But the door hinges are squeeking letting in thin shards of light | |
| And now our hands extending outward, | |
| Quiet comfort they invite, | |
| And do we dare take what they offer? | |
| Do we step into the light? | |
| prechorus chorus | |
| chorus |
| zuò qǔ : Rise Against | |
| So please don' t ask me how | |
| I ended up at my wits end and breaking down | |
| Pages torn from books we never read, | |
| Cuz we' re plugged into this grid | |
| Don' t pull this plug right now, | |
| Or then we really have to live | |
| prechorus | |
| When I die, will they remember not | |
| What I did, but what I haven' t done | |
| It' s not the end, that I fear with each breathe | |
| It' s life that scares me to death | |
| chorus | |
| When we built these dreams on sand, | |
| How they all slipped through our hands | |
| And this might be our only chance | |
| Let' s take this one day at a time, | |
| I' ll hold your hand if you hold mine | |
| The time that we kill keeps us alive | |
| Your words won' t save me now | |
| I' m at the edge feeling the sweat drip from my brow | |
| Get a grip on yourself is what they say, | |
| Every hour every day | |
| Hands over my ears, | |
| I' ve been screaming all these years! | |
| prechorus chorus | |
| bridge | |
| We came in search of answers! | |
| We left empty handed again! | |
| Shots fired into the sky | |
| Are now returning! | |
| Where the fuck will you hide! | |
| From the laughter in the closet, some alive | |
| But the door hinges are squeeking letting in thin shards of light | |
| And now our hands extending outward, | |
| Quiet comfort they invite, | |
| And do we dare take what they offer? | |
| Do we step into the light? | |
| prechorus chorus | |
| chorus |
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