Coffins Songtext
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Coffins Songtext
I gave my hand for all you to hold,
I gave my love that you went and sold,
Exchanged our song for another
Can't blame, this dead flame that once burned like no other.
How do you soften the thought of carrying coffins?
We were so alive, only to see us wither and die.
You said you'd stand, even if this would all fall
You're yearning, in vain, when you hit the wall
I shook your ears tried to make you hear my call
But you were long gone, no hope in this sunless dawn.
How do you soften the thought of carrying coffins?
We were so alive, only to see us wither and die
Woah-aoh-ohhhh
I saw your hands dry
And I never ever thought I'd hear these words be said,
Now I lay here in an unmade bed
Empty stomachs unable to be fed,
Your ego swallowed you and from there you fled.
So far away could not find your way back
Walked down the path, wet feet slip through the cracks
Wet feet slip through the cracks,
Could not find your way back,
Wet feet slip through the grass,
Could not find your way back.
How do you soften the thought of carrying coffins?
We were so alive only to see us wither and die.
Woah-aoh-ohhhh
I saw your hands dry
Woah-aoh-ohhhh
Woah-aoh-ohhhh
I saw your hands dry
I gave my love that you went and sold,
Exchanged our song for another
Can't blame, this dead flame that once burned like no other.
How do you soften the thought of carrying coffins?
We were so alive, only to see us wither and die.
You said you'd stand, even if this would all fall
You're yearning, in vain, when you hit the wall
I shook your ears tried to make you hear my call
But you were long gone, no hope in this sunless dawn.
How do you soften the thought of carrying coffins?
We were so alive, only to see us wither and die
Woah-aoh-ohhhh
I saw your hands dry
And I never ever thought I'd hear these words be said,
Now I lay here in an unmade bed
Empty stomachs unable to be fed,
Your ego swallowed you and from there you fled.
So far away could not find your way back
Walked down the path, wet feet slip through the cracks
Wet feet slip through the cracks,
Could not find your way back,
Wet feet slip through the grass,
Could not find your way back.
How do you soften the thought of carrying coffins?
We were so alive only to see us wither and die.
Woah-aoh-ohhhh
I saw your hands dry
Woah-aoh-ohhhh
Woah-aoh-ohhhh
I saw your hands dry
Writer(s): Duffy Mandy Lee Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com