| Song | Freshman Year |
| Artist | Everyday Sunday |
| Album | Anthems For The Imperfect |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Hines, Hunter, Martin, Pearson ... | |
| Once again the sunrise ends your day | |
| I can’t come over | |
| All you want is silence anyway | |
| But your tears are beautiful | |
| The couch is stained from your makeup | |
| I wonder, when will you wake up | |
| Will you remember all their lies? | |
| CHORUS You say that this is freedom | |
| But maybe this ain’t real | |
| You say you’re tired of chasing the stars | |
| But here’s a new beginning | |
| It’s your freshman year | |
| And you don’t even know who you are | |
| You fell in love on the freeway | |
| Where the music leads your feet | |
| But then you turned the other way | |
| Down another street | |
| It’s like playing games when we were young | |
| You pretend this isn’t wrong | |
| And I guess | |
| I’ll pretend | |
| I’m blind | |
| CHORUS In the mirror | |
| I see your face | |
| Together we can leave this place | |
| Mercy set us free tonight | |
| I give myself back | |
| You give yourself back | |
| We give ourselves away |
| zuo qu : Hines, Hunter, Martin, Pearson ... | |
| Once again the sunrise ends your day | |
| I can' t come over | |
| All you want is silence anyway | |
| But your tears are beautiful | |
| The couch is stained from your makeup | |
| I wonder, when will you wake up | |
| Will you remember all their lies? | |
| CHORUS You say that this is freedom | |
| But maybe this ain' t real | |
| You say you' re tired of chasing the stars | |
| But here' s a new beginning | |
| It' s your freshman year | |
| And you don' t even know who you are | |
| You fell in love on the freeway | |
| Where the music leads your feet | |
| But then you turned the other way | |
| Down another street | |
| It' s like playing games when we were young | |
| You pretend this isn' t wrong | |
| And I guess | |
| I' ll pretend | |
| I' m blind | |
| CHORUS In the mirror | |
| I see your face | |
| Together we can leave this place | |
| Mercy set us free tonight | |
| I give myself back | |
| You give yourself back | |
| We give ourselves away |
| zuò qǔ : Hines, Hunter, Martin, Pearson ... | |
| Once again the sunrise ends your day | |
| I can' t come over | |
| All you want is silence anyway | |
| But your tears are beautiful | |
| The couch is stained from your makeup | |
| I wonder, when will you wake up | |
| Will you remember all their lies? | |
| CHORUS You say that this is freedom | |
| But maybe this ain' t real | |
| You say you' re tired of chasing the stars | |
| But here' s a new beginning | |
| It' s your freshman year | |
| And you don' t even know who you are | |
| You fell in love on the freeway | |
| Where the music leads your feet | |
| But then you turned the other way | |
| Down another street | |
| It' s like playing games when we were young | |
| You pretend this isn' t wrong | |
| And I guess | |
| I' ll pretend | |
| I' m blind | |
| CHORUS In the mirror | |
| I see your face | |
| Together we can leave this place | |
| Mercy set us free tonight | |
| I give myself back | |
| You give yourself back | |
| We give ourselves away |