Roses for the Dead (demo) Songtext
von Funeral for a Friend

Just to say we′re sorry
For the black eyes and bleeding lips
When it's hard to forget
How many lies we told?
Or how we′d grow
Before I said goodbye?
So, let's scrape our knees on the playground

It's not your fault
You feel okay
It′s too late in the day
It′s not your fault
You feel betrayed
You can't come out to play

I never listened to a word
You never said
I never listened to a word
You never said


Wasting the hours now
We′re all suckers for tragedies
We'll start this over again
Why do you bring us to our knees

When sunrise comes
When the story will sell
Will be a hundred papers
So, we′ll follow you up!

It's not your fault
You feel okay
It′s too late in the day
It's not your fault
You feel betrayed
And can't come out to play

I never listened to a word
You never said
I never listened to a word
You never said

So, raise your hands up high
Will let this rain pour on
So, raise your hands up high
And wash us away


Like innocence and childbirth
You look just like your mother
You look just like your father

Forgive him our father
Your son is smiling
So, lay roses around you