FUNERAL Songtext
von Neoni
FUNERAL Songtext
Dressed in all black, I′m giving the eulogy
R-I-P to the kid that I used to be
It's such a bummer, she didn′t recover
The world made her jaded
Turned her perfect summer
Stone cold, like the rock that sits in my chest
Oh no, yeah, I swear I tried my best
Now I'm a cynic, I couldn't prevent it
This life isn′t mine, but I′m still living in it
Bring black roses
Keep composed, yeah
Funeral
Got front row seats to my funeral
I know it seems like it was tragic
Close the casket
You can't change what′s in the past, yeah
Funeral
Got front row seats to my funeral
I tried to be so picture perfect
Wasn't worth it
So I left it in the dirt, yeah
I swear I can still feel her haunting me
Disappointed with who I turned out to be
Up in my conscience
It′s making me nauseous
Did I bury the best parts of me in that coffin?
So now I'm taking the guilty plea
Crime of passion, it′s just how it had to be
Please, is this how you grieve?
I sleep in that hearse to remind me of me
Your black roses
Decomposing
Funeral
Got front row seats to my funeral
I know it seems like it was tragic
Close the casket
You can't change what's in the past, yeah
Funeral
Got front row seats to my funeral
I tried to be so picture perfect
Wasn′t worth it
So I left it in the dirt, yeah
Told the reaper
When you see her
Say I′m sorry I couldn't be her
Told the reaper
When you see her
Sorry didn′t help me either
Funeral
Got front row seats to my funeral
I know it seems
Funeral
Got front row seats to my funeral
I know it seems like it was tragic
Close the casket
You can't change what′s in the past, yeah
Funeral
Got front row seat
I tried to be-be-be-be
Picture perfect, wasn't worth it
So I left it in the dirt, yeah
R-I-P to the kid that I used to be
It's such a bummer, she didn′t recover
The world made her jaded
Turned her perfect summer
Stone cold, like the rock that sits in my chest
Oh no, yeah, I swear I tried my best
Now I'm a cynic, I couldn't prevent it
This life isn′t mine, but I′m still living in it
Bring black roses
Keep composed, yeah
Funeral
Got front row seats to my funeral
I know it seems like it was tragic
Close the casket
You can't change what′s in the past, yeah
Funeral
Got front row seats to my funeral
I tried to be so picture perfect
Wasn't worth it
So I left it in the dirt, yeah
I swear I can still feel her haunting me
Disappointed with who I turned out to be
Up in my conscience
It′s making me nauseous
Did I bury the best parts of me in that coffin?
So now I'm taking the guilty plea
Crime of passion, it′s just how it had to be
Please, is this how you grieve?
I sleep in that hearse to remind me of me
Your black roses
Decomposing
Funeral
Got front row seats to my funeral
I know it seems like it was tragic
Close the casket
You can't change what's in the past, yeah
Funeral
Got front row seats to my funeral
I tried to be so picture perfect
Wasn′t worth it
So I left it in the dirt, yeah
Told the reaper
When you see her
Say I′m sorry I couldn't be her
Told the reaper
When you see her
Sorry didn′t help me either
Funeral
Got front row seats to my funeral
I know it seems
Funeral
Got front row seats to my funeral
I know it seems like it was tragic
Close the casket
You can't change what′s in the past, yeah
Funeral
Got front row seat
I tried to be-be-be-be
Picture perfect, wasn't worth it
So I left it in the dirt, yeah
Writer(s): Jason Alexander Suwito, Sidney Powell, Caitlin Powell Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com