Funeral For A Friend Album

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We're sinking, sinking into the sea,
We're drinking, drinking our way to hell.
There's nothing we can do to save the skin on our backs again.

So I'll just sit back and just pretend that it's all better.
And I'm sinking deeper and deeper into the cracks.

Stop thinking, start making sense.

You're thinking, thinking what the fuck happened to me.
You're working, working yourself into a mess.
There's nothing you can do to save yourself from happiness.

So I'll just sit back and just pretend that it's all better.
And I'm sinking deeper and deeper into the cracks.

Stop thinking, start making sense to me.

I used to mean something to you,
But now I'm tired and alone.
I used to mean something to you,
Locked out and left you in the cold.

I used to mean something to you,
But now I'm tired and alone.
I used to mean something to you,
Locked out and left you in the cold.

[Intro]

You never feed me, until it's too late,
You never see me coming.
It hurts my head when you tell me,
Everything is alright.

I tried to write something meaningful, and I feel I've lost my slide,
Can't think of anything really unflattering tonight.
You lie to me and I'm getting bored of this stupid conversation,
Stop fucking interrogation, scream my own behind.

Open your eyes and look outside,
It's gonna fuck you up and leave without the shell.
This is bettering, I'll bring you down,
Your best lost it for annihilation.

I tried to write something meaningful, and I feel I've lost my slide,
Can't think of anything really unflattering tonight.
You lie to me and I'm getting bored of these stupid conversations,
Stop fucking interrogation, just lead when I'm behind.

Keep on closing, closing your eyes.
Keep on closing, closing your eyes.
Keep on closing, closing your eyes.
Keep on closing, closing your eyes.

I tried to write something meaningful, and I feel I've lost my s'ide,
Can't think of anything really unflattering tonight.
You lie to me and I'm getting bored of these stupid conversations,
Stop fucking interrogation, just lead when I'm behind.

Write your words on a scrap of paper,
Tiny time you on my little finger???
Can't think of anything to make it worth the fight.

For this only with the litttle numbers,
Every time I feel like hating summer,
Can't think of anyone can make it worth the fight.

Waltzing daydream serenade
Preaching god and country like lines on a telegraph
Seems like we all want to be
So very different but nothing changes

Young and defenceless, waiting son at arms
Beating hearts against a tide of one
Young and defenceless, waiting son at arms
Beating hearts against a tide of one

We all end up like magazines
Crumpled up discarded, catalogued, forgotten
Read the pages that are free
Living something careless
Just sixteen all over

Young and defenceless, a waiting son at arms
Beating hearts against a tide of one
Young and defenceless, a waiting son at arms
Beating hearts against a tide of one
Beating hearts against a tide of one
We're all alone
We're all alone
Beating hearts against a tide of one

Beating hearts against the tide

Young and defenceless, a waiting son at arms
Beating hearts against a tide of one
Beating hearts against a tide of one
We're all alone
We're all alone
Beating hearts against a tide of one

This is the everlasting so long from every head,
For you to always hunt me down again.
A couple without emotion, grief dances on our beds,
Breaking the pieces of ourselves again.

And the aftertaste, note it passes at the door,
Drive me dead, waiting for the end.
And the aftertaste, note it passes at the door,
Drive me dead, waiting for the end to come.

This is our saddest day, the worst is yet to come,
Screaming at the top of your lungs.
You are the one I'm taking, the new young residents,
Inside the centre of our universe.

And the aftertaste, note it passes at the door,
Drive me dead, waiting for the end...
And the aftertaste, note it passes at the door,
Drive me dead, waiting for the end to come.

For the end, drive me dead.
For the end, drive me dead.

Drive me dead.

This is our saddest day, the worst is yet to come,
Screaming at the top of your lungs.

And the aftertaste, note it passing at the door,
Drive me dead, waiting for the end...
And the aftertaste, note it passing at the door,
Drive me dead, waiting for the end to come.

Never abandon broken cards, burning out.
Lusted people in the face, rain the fuck down.
We find our place in circuitry, we watch it burn out.
The TV screens we substitute our lives for another.

It's kill or be killed,
It's our nature.
To give up control,
It's our failure.

Like our lovers planting seeds,
It's anarchy, head down in shame.
Seasons come as seasons go and
We grow old, never learn from our mistakes.

You're on the ground, rain the fuck down.
Trusting people all in vain, corroding in the rain.
A well-made dream, flog it down, destroyed it for you.
Your time well spent, a living lie that covers everything.

It's kill or be killed,
It's our nature.
To give up control,
It's our failure.

Like our lovers planting seeds,
It's anarchy, head down in shame.
Seasons come as seasons go and
We grow old, never learn from our mistakes.

Never...

Cross the river, down we go, hold me under.
Hold your breath, and play the part, race towards the finish line.
Cross the river, down we go, hold me under.
Hold your breath, and play the part, race towards the finish line.

Race towards the finish line,
What's mine is yours and yours is mine.

Race towards the finish line,
What's mine is yours and yours is mine.
Race towards the finish line,
What's mine is yours and yours is mine.

Race towards the finish line.

And hope is something you have lost,
The past is holding on and on.
And hope is something you have lost,
The past is holding on and on and on.

What good abode, to think with us,
So come on, you're so sad.
Well if there's a reason to be believed,
That no-one is hurt.

The pain that it caused, deeper than any wound can make.

Man alive, but feeling dead inside,
Day to day with the daily cry of
Same old shit but different day.

Leaving out the opposition,
Ending words with slight convictions.
Speaking the first time, these pity situations,
These situations.

The pain that it caused, deeper than any wound can make.

Man alive, but feeling dead inside,
Day to day with the daily cry of
Same old shit, different day,
Another habit ready to break.

I'm gonna leave you with my head held high,
These times are wasting if we want.

Cause there are different ways of seeing
Same old things we're used to seeing now.

The pain that it caused, deeper than any wound can make.

Man alive, but feeling dead inside,
Day to day with the daily cry of
Same old shit but different day.

Different day.

Open windows above the sill, flowers bloom to make the air less chilled,
Condescending statements of people in their cars,
Waiting for the radio to save their lives, are you watching,
Tell me are you watching, are you listening at all?

Is this better pretending the sights I've seen,
Dry skies surround you, whatever that means.

And there's a light on and no-one's home,
Tell me did you leave the light on?
There's a light on and no-one is home,
Tell me did you leave the light on?

Owls in the night skies watching us pass by,
Like ships in the night, covered in silver light.
Owls in the night skies watching us pass by,
Like ships in the night, covered in silver light.

Are they waiting to take it away from me,
Eyes burn like matches and gasoline.

And there's a light on and no-one's home,
Tell me did you leave the light on?
There's a light on and no-one is home,
Tell me did you leave the light on?

Owls in the night skies watching us pass by,
Like ships in the night, covered in silver light.
Owls in the night skies watching us pass by,
Like ships in the night, covered in silver light.

Owls in the night skies watching us pass by,
Like ships in the night, covered in silver light.
Waiting for the radio to save their lives, are you watching,
Tell me are you watching, are you listening at all?

Our lives are lived
By loving disaster, ending disastrous love
Forever obsessed by the essence of death
We celebrate it

So sing it loud, I'm not giving up on you or anyone I know

Reaching out for something but we don't know what we need
As time slowly passes by, grey hair appears behind your lines
Damned if you do, dead if you dont it's the age of youthfulness

To cause or curse
As if it spoke to claim them the light will guide us
And our shepherd will guide our way through this propaganda

So sing it loud, I'm not giving up on you or anyone I know

Reaching out for something but we don't know what we need
As time slowly passes by, grey hair appears behind your lines
Damned if you do, dead if you dont it's the age of youthfulness

I have a feeling, at the bottom of this glass
Everything will pass, at least not for us
So sing it loud

Damned if you do dead if you don't

I watch the snow fall on the streets,
Dead hearts are waking up, up to see.

The black eyes cross the grass,
Asleep on the bridge.
A man along the edge,
Drops away his pain.

Screaming out for another feeling,
Paper houses, cutting corners.
Screaming out for another feeling,
All these houses, no-one wants them.

The photographs your father made back in 82,
All the while we stand here watching, pitying the fools.

Screaming out for another feeling,
Paper houses, cutting corners.
Screaming out for another feeling,
All these houses, no-one wants them.

Paper houses, cutting corners.
All these houses, no-one wants them.

Glorified spectators,
Glorified.

Screaming out for another feeling,
Paper houses, cutting corners.
Screaming out for another feeling,
All these houses, no-one wants them now.

All these houses, no-one wants them now.
Paper houses, cutting corners.

Waking up at three am, drowning in our hate,
Our broken dreams and broken promises.
Scared of making no fucking difference,
Could you answer me, and tell me the truth.

Leaving this place so empty handed,
Beat down, with a bad taste in my mouth.
Leaving this place so empty handed,
Beat down, with a bad taste in my mouth.

Broken foundation, buried underneath
All the smiles to make the emptiness complete.
Poked in my ribs, I snapped them off with feeling,
Bruised and drunken heart.

Waking up at three am, waking up at three am,
Waking up to nothing.

Leaving this place so empty handed,
Beat down, with a bad taste in my mouth.
Leaving this place so empty handed,
Beat down, with a bad taste in my mouth.

Broken foundation, buried underneath
All the smiles to make the emptiness complete.
Poked in my ribs, I snapped them off with feeling,
Bruised and drunken heart.

Coins across the floor, seasons burn in me,
It made the emptiness complete.

Broken foundation, buried underneath
All the smiles to make the emptiness complete.
Poked in my ribs, I snapped them off with feeling,
Bruised and drunken heart.

Broken foundation,
With feeling, bruised and drunken heart.
Broken foundation,
With feeling, bruised and drunken heart.

See the world outside, beauty in a fire,
Crimson gold and we'll unfold.
We're all to blame for this, we're all to blame for this,
Crimson gold and we're our fault.

Welcome home armageddon,
It's been long enough to miss you, I hope you do it well.
We talk to now, make it hear our town,
Oh world.

See the wooden signs, littered by our yards,
Proper seeds and shopping carts.
Grey clouds and stealing, grey clouds and stealing,
About me, oh it's killing me.

Welcome home armageddon,
It's been long enough to miss you, I hope you do it well.
We talk to now, make you hear our town,
Oh world.

See you at all in hell.

All these mistakes I have made,
I made a promise I know I couldn't keep at all.
So I'll try and I'll try,
To cover up every little lie I told.

To cover up every little lie I told,
To cover up every little lie I told.

All these mistakes that I have made,
That I have made.

All these mistakes that I have made,
I made a promise that I know I couldn't keep at all.
So I'll try and I'll try,
To cover up every little lie I told.

I told, every little lie I...

All these mistakes I have made,
I made a promise I know I couldn't keep at all.
So I'll try and I'll try,
To cover up every little lie I told.

What I told, what I told,
To cover up every little lie I told.

Every little lie I told,
Every little lie I told,
Every little lie I told.

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