Funeral for a Friend
modern excuse of a man
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Island liver like we think that we're oh,
so
special
Like we're owed the things that we can never quite hold on to
Let me ask you something
Do you think this weather suits you?
Let me ask you something
Do you think it suits you?
So if I see you and your words fail to connect with mine
Let me be the first to apologize
For every fucking thing that I haven't done or will do
So you can quietly walk on by
Into a distant memory where I will lock you up
And throw away the key
We're sick of playing these shitty games
I'm sick of playing these shitty games
- Album:
- Chapter and Verse
- Conduit
- Between Order and Model [Remastered]
- Miscellaneous
- The Young & Defenceless (EP)
- Your History Is Mine: 2002-2009
- Memory And Humanity
- Hours
- Casually Dressed And Deep In Conversation
- Seven Ways To Scream Your Name (EP)
- Welcome Home Armageddon
- Roses for the Dead (Live at Islington Academy)
- Streetcar (Live at Islington Academy)
- Walk Away
- Roses for the Dead / Kiss and Makeup
- Roses for the Dead / 10.45 Amsterdam Conversations
- Roses For The Dead
- History (Radio Version)
- History
- Rock Ballads