| Song | Everybody |
| Artist | The Good Life |
| Album | Everybody's Coming Down |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Everybody’s riding the ferris wheel | |
| And the pinnacle’s gorgeous | |
| Everyobody’s trying to stay focused | |
| To live in the moment | |
| Once the ride is done they’re back in line again | |
| But the carnival closes at nine | |
| And it’s a quarter to five | |
| There’s a lump in their throats | |
| ‘Cause they know this is it | |
| Still they paste on a smile | |
| And hold each other a little closer | |
| Everybody’s saddled with sadness | |
| A longing they can’t quit | |
| Everybody knows this is transient | |
| They’re trying not to notice | |
| This spinning world has left them dizzy and anxious | |
| This ephemeral banquet of bliss | |
| Left its taste on our lips | |
| Must we all wait in line? | |
| We’re all bystanders of our own lives, our own woes | |
| And it’s killing us | |
| I just want to relive that feeling of overwhelming again | |
| And again, and again is all I ask | |
| I used to want a future perfect | |
| Now all I want is past | |
| Everybody’s looking for closure | |
| In a sea of disorder | |
| Everybody’s swimming in oblivion | |
| Feeling insignificant |
| Everybody' s riding the ferris wheel | |
| And the pinnacle' s gorgeous | |
| Everyobody' s trying to stay focused | |
| To live in the moment | |
| Once the ride is done they' re back in line again | |
| But the carnival closes at nine | |
| And it' s a quarter to five | |
| There' s a lump in their throats | |
| ' Cause they know this is it | |
| Still they paste on a smile | |
| And hold each other a little closer | |
| Everybody' s saddled with sadness | |
| A longing they can' t quit | |
| Everybody knows this is transient | |
| They' re trying not to notice | |
| This spinning world has left them dizzy and anxious | |
| This ephemeral banquet of bliss | |
| Left its taste on our lips | |
| Must we all wait in line? | |
| We' re all bystanders of our own lives, our own woes | |
| And it' s killing us | |
| I just want to relive that feeling of overwhelming again | |
| And again, and again is all I ask | |
| I used to want a future perfect | |
| Now all I want is past | |
| Everybody' s looking for closure | |
| In a sea of disorder | |
| Everybody' s swimming in oblivion | |
| Feeling insignificant |
| Everybody' s riding the ferris wheel | |
| And the pinnacle' s gorgeous | |
| Everyobody' s trying to stay focused | |
| To live in the moment | |
| Once the ride is done they' re back in line again | |
| But the carnival closes at nine | |
| And it' s a quarter to five | |
| There' s a lump in their throats | |
| ' Cause they know this is it | |
| Still they paste on a smile | |
| And hold each other a little closer | |
| Everybody' s saddled with sadness | |
| A longing they can' t quit | |
| Everybody knows this is transient | |
| They' re trying not to notice | |
| This spinning world has left them dizzy and anxious | |
| This ephemeral banquet of bliss | |
| Left its taste on our lips | |
| Must we all wait in line? | |
| We' re all bystanders of our own lives, our own woes | |
| And it' s killing us | |
| I just want to relive that feeling of overwhelming again | |
| And again, and again is all I ask | |
| I used to want a future perfect | |
| Now all I want is past | |
| Everybody' s looking for closure | |
| In a sea of disorder | |
| Everybody' s swimming in oblivion | |
| Feeling insignificant |