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Good Riddance lyrics
Album: Operation Phoenix [1999]
| Shadows of Defeat | |
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These walls keep closing in
I'm just a mannequin
Whoa! it's time to go
Don't come too close to me
I can't find no space to breath
Whoa! it's time to go
My touch the kiss of death
More sick with every breath
I just can't seem to slow it down now
Why line up to conform
Why wear a uniform to grow old and die
In this same fucking town
Obsessed with misery
Life holds no joy for me
Whoa! it's time to go
No colors only gray
I die a little everyday
Whoa! it's time to go
My touch the kiss of death
More sick with every breath
I just can't seem to slow it down now
Why line up to conform
Why wear a uniform to grow old and die
In this same fucking town
I'm born wrong too dead to feel
Wake up it's all to real
Whoa! it's time to go
Switched off there's no more pain
Padded walls I'm half insane
Whoa! it's time to go
My touch the kiss of death
More sick with every breath
I just can't seem to slow it down now
Why line up to conform
Why wear a uniform to grow old and die
In this same fucking town
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| Blueliner | |
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Been set up to take the fall
Tried hard not to lose it all but
I shot straight right from the start
A slow death from a broken heart but
It doesn’t mean a thing
When my hearts in the songs we sing
I’ve seen so much change
Still the strength remains
Our words bounce off your heads
You don’t hear a fucking thing we’ve said man
I know your type and I can’t relate
A small mind filled up with hate
It doesn’t mean a thing
When my hearts in the songs we sing
I’ve seen so much change
Still the strength remains
You try to act so satisfied like you've somehow won
No rewards for the ones who try to get things done
Just to survive it's hard to learn this game
I won't be the first to take the blame
The pressure builds up day by day
We've worked too hard to throw it all away
Away
The strength remains
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| The Hardest Part | |
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I used to think you were on my side
We never found a place to hide
I let it go on too long like so many times before
I don't know where I should start
It seems like the hardest part
To take your pretty world and tear it all apart
Let it go I can't fix you anymore
Let it go time to be stronger than before
Let me go crying all the time
Let it go and trust me
I抦 not worth your waste of time
For the sake of sanity
Let抯 erase those memories
There抯 nothing left here that will take the pain away
There抯 no more mystery
Just too much history
Someday you'll understand it's really for the best
Connection rejection
Your tears won't carry me away
Completely forget me just let it go now
It抯 time to move on
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| Eighteen Seconds | |
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every interaction tainted with objectification
Does it make you cool to put her in her place?
How would you feel if it was your sister?
You抮e a poor excuse for a man
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| Heresy, Hypocrisy, and Revenge | |
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look at what you've left for me
Now that you've moved on
Won抰 pass for therapy
Just one more scar that's never gone
You tried to break me down
Time and time again
Rejection feels to scream
But I can't make a sound
It抯 me you tried to hide
As I hold you in my arms
As I feel your body broken
Is this just a dream?
Disappointment follows me
Its always just behind
Self-doubt bred solitude
Frustration robs me blind
No pain no part of me
I have grown numb and cold
Self-centered fantasy
Obsessed with self control
This is your worst fucking nightmare
One chance a clean break
Much more than I can take
Lies cast shadows dark things nobody knows
You抳e lost who's won?
My revenge has just begun
I've just begun
And I'm coming home
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| Self-Fulfilling Catastrophe | |
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words spoken monotones
There抯 violence in your pretty homes
Unfaded memories of the times we used to play
No colors anymore
There抯 laughter locked outside the door
The trucks go rolling by on the freeways just behind you
It抯 a self-fulfilling catastrophe
Sometimes I give myself the creeps
Watch your problems disappear
And then reappear as mine
Come take a look at me
I抦 the poster boy for sympathy
I can't find my way out of this place I抳e spent my life
Some things we never tell
Looking back it's just as well
No comfort from anyone
A frightened child with no place to run
Can you hear me calling out your name?
Calling out but nobody's there
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| Article IV | |
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crawling through the mud all night long
Hunted like rats by the Viet Cong
Fields of death bodies piled up higher
Through the silence of the Tet cease-fire
The will to fight seems so long gone
While back at home they sing a protest song
They burned them once then they shot them twice
Shot three times for the blood of christ
Sun sets of the days of rage
What抯 said and done by the chosen ones
Sun sets on the days of rage
As your cities burn the revolution comes
Crowd control becomes a police state
On the streets of Chicago 1968
The last call for civil liberty
The black panthers versus o.p.d.
From the Berkeley campus to the fields of Kent state
The National Guard must retaliate
The guardsman smiled said he had as choice
All he could see was the blood of Christ
You should see the things they've done today
Our national guard firing into an unarmed crowd
What about our human rights?
What about our sense of community?
First California then the world
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| Indoctrination | |
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Try to turn away
From the spectacle of living everyday
The fear you cultivate
The jingoist hysteria
The lust for blood for god and state
Indoctrinate the children with your vitriol and lies
Then poison their humanity put blinders on their eyes
Flesh blood-burning lights a propaganda scam
Sequestered and obedient to god and Uncle Sam
First we need a threat
To the democratic interest we protect
Create an air of fear
So we can vilify then justify
Support the troops who fight and die
They lie we die
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| Letters Home | |
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So many things I never said,
all those regrets and broken promises,
would it have mattered if I had,
told you everything I felt,
admitted I was scared of losing you,
would you have understood?
Remember when you said, you'd wait forever,
and I thought it was true,
and as my broken heart just keeps on beating,
I'll send this letters home to you,
'cause I don't know what else to do,
I wait for you.
I guess it's been seven weeks,
and I still got you on my mind,
when will I find my way back,
to where we were, when I left,
the tape you send my pillows drenched with tears,
confirmed my worst fears.
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| 30 Day Wonder | |
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the distance between the things you say
And your actions tell me everything
You never could so I'll keep my grip and stay away
Why should I waste my time?
When you can't tell wrong from right?
If you had your way I抎 embrace convention
And lose my will to fight
Distractions keep me off my game
And I can't help but wonder if it was you
Would you still feel the fucking same?
Closed out shut down it doesn't matter to me
Because I抳e got the truth
Sick lies close ties your cheap talk ain't enough
Because we've got the truth
I抳e got no time for narrow minds just playing the role
You played the role
Played out your self doubt is going to force you to fold
Because you got caught up playing the role
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| Dear Cammi | |
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I told you twice to stay away
I know the games you're going to play
I抦 trying to walk the straightened line
I don't need your problems killing my time
Sometimes I feel just like a puppet on a string
Everybody talks so loud and I can't hear a thing
Each day I find away to keep myself away from you
Don抰 you try to comfort me
I don't need your sympathy
This is how it's supposed to be
Looking through your jaded eyes
It抯 so easy just to criticize
I抦 trying to do the best that I can
I don't expect you to understand
Don抰 mean a thing to me you run around like rats
Speak with authority but never with the facts
I抳e been afflicted yeah I抦 addicted to you
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| Yesterday Died-Tomorrow Won't Be Born | |
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there's something lost somewhere inside
another darkened room where dreams all go to die
once more a tear drops slowly to my feet
again I recognize the triumph in defeat
so tell me what can I do when it all falls apart?
torn straight through tell me how to feel
my broken dreams a life in disarray
I shut my eyes my silence is my cell
cold sweats and nightmares keep me awake
the time keeps running down on how much I can take
ripped myself to pieces on the fragments of a dream
grim retrospective of a life torn at the seams
when the emptiness becomes too much
the voices lie I can't trust my touch
the pain of living the fear of death
you choose
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| Winning the Hearts and Minds | |
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when might makes right you want to bet
the u.s.a. is now a terrorist threat
free elections another casualty
in the covert war on freedom and democracy
spray paint (blood stained) walls fading light
the death squads are coming to your town tonight
m-16 to your head lie through your teeth
or you might end up dead
those stubborn peasants remain opposed
to the western puppet that we've imposed
not to worry they'll see it our way
the c.i.a. trained death squads will crush the coup
within a day
hahahahaha laugh it away
you're making friends with the u.s.a.
a clear conscience when the price is right
after all who needs human rights?
police state now you rule by fear
to stabilize this hemisphere for what?
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| A Time and a Place | |
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I抳e played off devastation
I told you it didn't mean that much
but this world keeps on closing in on me
whenever we fall out of touch
it's those subtle differences
keeping up appearances for what?
it gets the best of me
sometimes it's better not to know
I抳e tried so many times
to tell you how I feel
but forever's such a long, long time
and this apology's for real
now there's a time and a place for saving face
there's a time when it's all too much
through the hardest times
through the thick and thin I抳e always played it off
and kept my grin
but this life's too short to waste on pride
this is the time and the place for me
to clean up my side
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| Second Coming | |
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it streaks across the sky towards Bethlehem
a shining star filled with hope and love.
It抯 the second coming
the new Christ won't survive
it's a second coming
the Christ will die
he thinks he'll rid the world of it's sins.
but he'll feel the nails go right into his hands.
think about the first time that he came
all the millions that died in his name
the apocalypse is oh so near
soon enough we'll be in darkness.
when the world finally got wise
he got a spear right into his side.
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| After the Nightmare | |
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like rats from the wreckage
we patrol the decay
through the ash and the darkness
the scavengers pillage what's wasted away
and power corrodes and compromises
the hands once held so high
the lies the vain plead for their very lives
no sunlight or shadow
just the rotting remains
of the clergy pariah
and the millions of sinners shackled in chains
drowning in blood and holy water
the bombs turned the battlefield to dust
so what's left of the world
to divide and to dominate
and rape and defile
or oppress and discriminate
it's all over did anyone get their way
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