Funeral For A Friend High Castles

I speak in metaphor it’s the only

thing that makes sense to me a

description of a time that I’ll never

feel again and hopeless romantics

they wont save me from pissing on

the friendships that have made me

In memory the brightest lights are

fading I’m on my knees waiting for the changes

Words are weapons, in this modern

warfare on a piece of paper or on a billboard.

It breaks the back it rapes the truth for another fucking

lie, the words are weapons in these crucial times.

I’m just trying to figure out if this

will kill me or make me stronger (every day).

Words are weapons they are our shields

Words are weapons, fist by fist.

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When nothing is original

When it’s all been done to death

Excitement level’s at an all time low

Economy just takes a blow

And we’re left holding your mistakes

And you think that stealing is acceptable

Would you steal from your friends

Did your parents teach you nothing

Would you steal from your friends

(Would you steal from your friends)

Putting on a soul without control in a form with focus

I never wanted anything else

Yeah I speak my mind

But don’t claim it’s a crisis

Yes I speak my mind

Just don’t claim it’s a crisis

Just don’t claim it’s a crisis

And you think that stealing is acceptable

Would you steal from your friends

Did your parents teach you nothing

Would you steal from your friends

I’m content with that I’m feeling

Feel the struggle between you and me

And seeing your face up close

Is better than through a telescope

Yeah I’m content with that I’m feeling

Feel the struggle between you and me

And seeing your face up close

Is better than through a telescope

Is better than through a telescope

Is better than through a telescope

When nothing is original

Because its all been done to death

Funeral For A Friend Babylon’s Burning

Babylon is burning

You’re burning the street

You’re burning your houses

With anxiety

With anxiety

Babylon is burning

Babylon is burning

With anxiety

Babylon is burning

Babylon is burning

Babylon is burning

You’re burning the street

You’re burning the ghetto

With anxiety

With anxiety

Babylon is burning

Babylon is burning

With anxiety

Babylon is burning

Babylon is burning

Babylon is burning

Can’t you see?

Babylon is burning

With anxiety

You’ll burn as you’re work

You’ll burn as you’re play

Smouldering

With ignorance and hate

And with anxiety

Babylon is burning

Babylon is burning

With anxiety

Babylon is burning

Babylon is burning

Babylon is burning, baby

Can’t you see?

Babylon’s burning

With anxiety

Babylon is burning

Babylon is burning

Babylon is… burning

Babylon is burning

Babylon is burning

Babylon is burning

Funeral For A Friend Join Us

I control the rain

I would do the same

Do, do all we do

Spare the innocent

We are the heart

It is are game

Unless you see it

Sometimes I ask myself

The reasons why

This is hated

Slow and fast, don’t worry

Join us, we have no regrets

No regrets

Long between the night

Wrap behind the light

Careful where you stand

Have no regrets

We have the heart

It is are game

Unless you feel it

Sometimes I ask myself

The reasons why

It is hated

Slow and fast, don’t worry

Join us, we have no regrets

Slow and fast, don’t worry

Join us, we have no regrets

No regrets!

Coming back!

Join us

Join us

Join us

Join us

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

Funeral For A Friend Damned If You Do, Dead If You Don’t

Our lives are lived

By loving disaster, ending disastrous love

Forever obsessed by the essence of death

We celebrate it

So sing it loud, I’m not giving up on you or anyone I know

So sing it loud, I’m not giving up on you or anyone I know

Reaching out for something but we dunno what we need

As time slowly passes by, grey hair appears behind your eyes

Damned if you do, dead if you don’t it’s the age of youthfulness

To cause or curse

As if it spoke to claim them the light will guide us

And our shepherd will guide our way through this propaganda

So sing it loud, I’m not giving up on you or anyone I know

So sing it loud, I’m not giving up on you or anyone I know

Reaching out for something but we dunno what we need

As time slowly passes by, grey hair appears behind your eyes

Damned if you do, dead if you don’t it’s the age of youthfulness

I have a feeling, at the bottom of this glass

Everything will pass, at least not for us

So sing it loud

Damned if you do dead if you don’t

Reaching out for something but we dunno what we need

As time slowly passes by, grey hair appears behind your eyes

Damned if you do, dead if you don’t it’s the age of youthfulness

Funeral For A Friend History

Dear friends of this academy

Oh, Romeo is bleeding to death..

To see a friend bleed to death

What for, some kind of metaphor

That I can’t see..

So I’ll drink until I see it.

This sky will make me sick,

So I’ll give up on you,

I’ll give up on this.

This sky will make me sick,

So I’ll give up on this,

I’ll give up on you.

[Chorus]

Archers in your arches,

Raise your fingers for one last salute..

And bleed this skyline dry

Your history is mine.

So you want to hold me up and bring me down?

Yes, you want to hold me up and break me down

I don’t care for your sweet scent

Or the way you want me more than I want you.

I don’t care for your sweet scent

Or the way you want me more than I want you.

[Chorus x2]

It’s all mine.. it’s all mine.. it’s all mine…

[Chorus x2]

Funeral For A Friend Front Row Seats To The End Of The World

You never feel it until it’s too late,

You never see it coming,

It hurts my head when you tell me that everything’s alright

I’ve tried to write something meaningful but I feel I’ve lost my stride

Can’t think of anything witty or flattering tonight

You lie to me and I’m getting bored of this stupid conversation

It’s no fucking interrogation so quit while you’re behind

Open your eyes and look outside

It’s gonna fuck you up and leave an empty shell

Dressing better is a bigger tell

Your best lipstick for annihilation

I’ve tried to write something meaningful but I feel I’ve lost my stride

Can’t think of anything witty or flattering tonight

You lie to me and I’m getting bored of this stupid conversation

It’s no fucking interrogation so quit while you’re behind

Keep on closing, closing your eyes

Keep on closing, closing your eyes

Keep on closing, closing your eyes

Keep on closing, closing your eyes

I’ve tried to write something meaningful but I feel I’ve lost my stride

Can’t think of anything witty or flattering tonight

You lie to me and I’m getting bored of this stupid conversation

It’s no fucking interrogation so quit while you’re behind

I write some words on a scrap of paper

Tied it tightly round my little finger

Can’t think of anything that would make it worth the fight

Falling slowly with the little numbers

Every time I feel like hating someone

Can’t think of anyone that would make it worth the fight

Funeral For A Friend Modern Excuse Of A Man

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

Funeral For A Friend Juno

Tied to the testing of wills

And my heart breaks and spills

Left to the sight of the sky, in your arms I’m defined

Thrown to the wolves in the minds of your enemies

In the minds of your enemies

And I’m stone in the eyes of your foolishness

(In your eyes)

If this is what I’m meant for

No longer interesting

Fall forward just to even the score

Just a thought to you

Tied to the testing of wills

And my heart breaks and spills

Left to the sight of the sky, in your arms I’m defined

Thrown to the wolves in the minds of your enemies

In the minds of your enemies

And I’m stone in the eyes of your foolishness

And I’m nothing more than a line in your book

Yet I’m nothing more than a line in your book

Yet I’m nothing more than a line in your book

Yet I’m nothing more than a line in your book

In your book

(Just a thought to you)

(Just a thought to you)

Yet I’m nothing more than a line in your book

Yet I’m nothing more than a line in your book

Yet I’m nothing more than a line in your book