For every piece of skin you've cut or burned off
In the wake at a funeral home, I fill your coffin with flowers
To warm your bones
As other have tried to save you, I have not
Where others tried to dig you up I let you rot
My funeral boy
I know you're already dead
Never wanted to bring you back to life
Only wanted to go down there with you
My funeral boy, my funeral boy
Every time he cuts himself an angel gets their wings
(My funeral boy)
Every time he burns himself my skin begins to sting
My funeral boy
Never wanted to bring you back to life
My funeral boy
Only wanted to go down there with you
My funeral boy, my funeral boy
You're no light of my life
No fire of my lion
Flowers on your eyes
Where there should be coins
And your face is as white as the light at the end
But your mind is as dark as the tar at the bottom of the water
My funeral boy, my funeral boy
In a meadow, I've planted a white cross For every piece of skin you've cut or burned off In the wake at a funeral home, I fill your coffin with flowers To warm your bones As other have tried to save you, I have not Where others tried to dig you up I let you rot My funeral boy I know you're already dead Never wanted to bring you back to life Only wanted to go down there with you My funeral boy, my funeral boy Every time he cuts himself an angel gets their wings (My funeral boy) Every time he burns himself my skin begins to sting My funeral boy Never wanted to bring you back to life My funeral boy Only wanted to go down there with you My funeral boy, my funeral boy You're no light of my life No fire of my lion Flowers on your eyes Where there should be coins And your face is as white as the light at the end But your mind is as dark as the tar at the bottom of the water My funeral boy, my funeral boy Explain Request ×
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