| Song | Downpour |
| Artist | Goodtime Boys |
| Album | Rain |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| I am no better but I know better | |
| Roots in a box, dust on a case, it’s all the same | |
| Now all reason lies in tethers | |
| Trapped under fickle thoughts of pleasure | |
| Lost in stares tearing hair through the hail | |
| Eternal rain, free from disease and mindless to pain | |
| No judgement, no end, no shame | |
| The river flows downstream, so it seems | |
| Surrounded by the deranged | |
| The hiss of the handsome struck dumb | |
| The hum from the straining brain | |
| Picking at parts and pieces, each drop more insane | |
| Enraged by the numbers that drip from digits dragged along in the rain | |
| Eternal rain that never ceases, free from disease and mindless to pain | |
| No judgement, no end just rain | |
| Eternal rain, free from disease and mindless to pain | |
| No judgement, no end, no shame | |
| Eternal rain, free from disease and mindless to pain | |
| No judgement, no end just rain |
| I am no better but I know better | |
| Roots in a box, dust on a case, it' s all the same | |
| Now all reason lies in tethers | |
| Trapped under fickle thoughts of pleasure | |
| Lost in stares tearing hair through the hail | |
| Eternal rain, free from disease and mindless to pain | |
| No judgement, no end, no shame | |
| The river flows downstream, so it seems | |
| Surrounded by the deranged | |
| The hiss of the handsome struck dumb | |
| The hum from the straining brain | |
| Picking at parts and pieces, each drop more insane | |
| Enraged by the numbers that drip from digits dragged along in the rain | |
| Eternal rain that never ceases, free from disease and mindless to pain | |
| No judgement, no end just rain | |
| Eternal rain, free from disease and mindless to pain | |
| No judgement, no end, no shame | |
| Eternal rain, free from disease and mindless to pain | |
| No judgement, no end just rain |
| I am no better but I know better | |
| Roots in a box, dust on a case, it' s all the same | |
| Now all reason lies in tethers | |
| Trapped under fickle thoughts of pleasure | |
| Lost in stares tearing hair through the hail | |
| Eternal rain, free from disease and mindless to pain | |
| No judgement, no end, no shame | |
| The river flows downstream, so it seems | |
| Surrounded by the deranged | |
| The hiss of the handsome struck dumb | |
| The hum from the straining brain | |
| Picking at parts and pieces, each drop more insane | |
| Enraged by the numbers that drip from digits dragged along in the rain | |
| Eternal rain that never ceases, free from disease and mindless to pain | |
| No judgement, no end just rain | |
| Eternal rain, free from disease and mindless to pain | |
| No judgement, no end, no shame | |
| Eternal rain, free from disease and mindless to pain | |
| No judgement, no end just rain |