Funeral for a Friend - Beneath The Burning Tree lyrics
[Funeral for a Friend - Beneath The Burning Tree lyrics]
The taste of lips so delicate
Stop the click and watch the room
Sitting pretty in full bloom
Your stain on my fingers
Like a headache that the pills won't kill
Your stain on my fingers
Like a headache that the pills won't kill
Hold your breath this is the part
That i've been waiting for
Words spill out in front of you
On your bedroom floor
Your stain on my fingers
Like a headache that the pills won't kill
Your stain on my fingers
Like a headache that the pills won't kill
I sat beneath the burning tree
I never gave my world away
(Maybe I should, maybe I could)
I sat beneath the burning tree
I never gave my world away
(Maybe I should, maybe I could)
I never gave my world away
Maybe I should maybe I could?
I never gave my world away maybe I could
Maybe I would?
I never gave my world away
(Maybe I should, maybe I could)
I sat beneath the burning tree
I never gave my world away
(Maybe I should, maybe I could)
I sat beneath the burning tree
The burning tree the burning tree
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