▲Funeral For A Friend — Roses for the Dead▲

Just to say we're sorry
For the black eyes and bleeding lips
When it's hard to forget
How many lies we've told
Or how old we'd grow
Before I said goodbye
So, let's scrape our knees
On the playground

It's not your fault you feel okay
It's too late in the day
It's not your fault you feel betrayed
You can't come out to play

I never listened to a word
You never said
I never listened to a word
You never said

Wasting the hours now
We're all suckers for tragedies
When start this over again
And you bring us to our knees
As sunrise comes
And the story will sell
There'll be a hundred papers
So we'll follow you up
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It's not your fault you feel okay
It's too late in the day
It's not your fault you feel betrayed
You can't come out to play

I never listened to a word
You never said
I never listened to a word
You never said

So raise your hands up high
And let this rain pour on
So raise your hands up high
And wash us away
Like innocence and, and childbirth
You look just like your mother
And you look just like your father
Forgive him, our father
Your son is smiling
So lay roses around you