Funeral For A Friend End Of Nothing
Killing you,
Might be the only chance I have,
Of recovery
But i know its oh severe
So you know it would be
The punishment
It fits the crime
So lets take this knife
and run it down your chest,
does this feel like love?
Here we are waiting
the light feels good against
the bruises on your cheek
another medal that
you have to hold this week
Killing Me
Might be the only chance you have
of recovery
but i know its oh severe
Coz you knew it would be
The punishment, fits your crime
So lets take this knife
and run it down your chest,
does this feel like love?
Here we are waiting
the light feels good against
the bruises on your cheek
another medal that
you have to hold this week
