Letra de At Your Funeral - Saves The Day
Letra de canci�n de At Your Funeral de Saves The Day lyrics
This song will become the anthem of your underground
You're two floors down getting high in the back room.
If I flooded out your house,
Do you think you'd make it out?
Or would you burn up before the water filled your lungs?
And at your funeral,
I will sing the requiem
This song will become the anthem of your underground
You're two floors down getting high in the back room.
If I flooded out your house, do you think you'd make it out?
Or would you burn up before the water fills your lungs?
And at your funeral,
I will sing the requiem
I'd offer you my hand
It would hurt too much to watch you die
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And you can bet when we mourn the death of you that night (of you that night)
They'll lay me on the dinner table
I will be the pig
With the apple in my mouth
The food that celebrates your end
And at your funeral,
I will sing the requiem
I'd offer you my hand
It would hurt too much to watch you die
And at your funeral I will sing the requiem
I'd offer you my hand
It would hurt too much to watch you die
You're two floors down getting high in the back room.
If I flooded out your house,
Do you think you'd make it out?
Or would you burn up before the water filled your lungs?
And at your funeral,
I will sing the requiem
This song will become the anthem of your underground
You're two floors down getting high in the back room.
If I flooded out your house, do you think you'd make it out?
Or would you burn up before the water fills your lungs?
And at your funeral,
I will sing the requiem
I'd offer you my hand
It would hurt too much to watch you die
https://www.coveralia.com/letras/at-your-funeral-saves-the-day.php
And you can bet when we mourn the death of you that night (of you that night)
They'll lay me on the dinner table
I will be the pig
With the apple in my mouth
The food that celebrates your end
And at your funeral,
I will sing the requiem
I'd offer you my hand
It would hurt too much to watch you die
And at your funeral I will sing the requiem
I'd offer you my hand
It would hurt too much to watch you die