Texty písní Funeral for a Friend

Funeral for a Friend

Monsters

Scattered seeds and breaking storms

Won't make a decent lie for you

Naked and with every breath you climb the stairs

Step by step and I don't need this

And I don't need to be saved

Five steps away from this cliff top

And birds sing their praises

To this weary world that haunts my weary soul

There are monsters here

And as you scream it makes no sense

It makes no sense

It makes no sense at all

There are monsters here

And as you scream it makes no sense

It makes no sense

It makes no sense at all

And in every despair I'll find you standing there

Waiting with the bitter taste of envy on your sleeve

'Cause tonight is our night

And I don't want this

No, so won't you let me go

There are monsters here

And as you scream it makes no sense

It makes no sense

It makes no sense at all

There are monsters here

And as you scream it makes no sense

It makes no sense

It makes no sense at all

And every animal will find itself a home

And every man and woman, well they'll just lose control

And we can make ourselves believe

That I don't want this, I don't need this

No, I have this to myself

There are monsters here

And as you scream it makes no sense

It makes no sense

It makes no sense at all

With every despair I'll find you standing there

It makes no sense

It makes no sense at all

Sense at all

Sense at all