Текст песни Funeral For A Friend – Building

Building текст песни
Funeral For A Friend


shouldering the blame
walking into frame
like a lightened silhouette
against a cotton sheet
smothering the crease

tin can in hand
waiting for god to come around
but he never comes around
he never comes around

quiet like a mouse
building up your house
just to tear it down
leaving us in pieces
do they ever fit?

tin can in hand
waiting for god to come around
but he never comes around
he never comes around

Funeral For A Friend – тексты других песен

Funeral For A Friend – клипы онлайн