Roses for the Dead (Live) Songtext - Funeral For A Friend

Roses for the Dead (Live) - Funeral For A Friend

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
And start this over again
And you bring us to our knees

As sunrise comes
And the story we will sell
There'll be a hundred papers
So we'll follow you up

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 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


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