Funeral For A Friend
Funeral For A Friend - Front Row Seats To The End Of The World songtekst
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You never feel it until it's too late You never see it coming It hurts my head when you tell me that everything's alright I've tried to write something meaningful but I feel I've lost my stride Can't think of anything witty or flattering tonight You lie to me and I'm getting bored of this stupid conversation It's no fucking interrogation so quit while you're behind Open your eyes and look outside It's gonna fuck you up and leave an empty shell Dressing better is a bigger tell Your best lipstick for annihilation I've tried to write something meaningful but I feel I've lost my stride Can't think of anything witty or flattering tonight You lie to me and I'm getting bored of this stupid conversation It's no fucking interrogation so quit while you're 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've tried to write something meaningful but I feel I've lost my stride Can't think of anything witty or flattering tonight You lie to me and I'm getting bored of this stupid conversation It's no fucking interrogation so quit while you're behind I write some words on a scrap of paper Tied it tightly round my little finger Can't think of anything that would make it worth the fight Falling slowly with the little numbers Every time I feel like hating someone Can't think of anyone that would make it worth the fighta