Beneath The Burning Tree Funeral for a Friend
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[Verse 1]
Carbon copy aftertaste
The taste of lips so delicate
Stop the click and watch the room
Sitting pretty in full bloom
[Chorus 1]
Your stain on my fingers
Like a headache that the pills won't kill
Your stain on my fingers
Like a headache that the pills won't kill
[Verse 2]
Hold your breath this is the part
That i've been waiting for
Words spill out in front of you
On your bedroom floor
[Chorus 1]
Your stain on my fingers
Like a headache that the pills won't kill
Your stain on my fingers
Like a headache that the pills won't kill
[Chorus 2]
I sat beneath the burning tree
I never gave my world away
(Maybe I should, maybe I could)
I sat beneath the burning tree
I never gave my world away
(Maybe I should, maybe I could)
Carbon copy aftertaste
The taste of lips so delicate
Stop the click and watch the room
Sitting pretty in full bloom
[Chorus 1]
Your stain on my fingers
Like a headache that the pills won't kill
Your stain on my fingers
Like a headache that the pills won't kill
[Verse 2]
Hold your breath this is the part
That i've been waiting for
Words spill out in front of you
On your bedroom floor
[Chorus 1]
Your stain on my fingers
Like a headache that the pills won't kill
Your stain on my fingers
Like a headache that the pills won't kill
[Chorus 2]
I sat beneath the burning tree
I never gave my world away
(Maybe I should, maybe I could)
I sat beneath the burning tree
I never gave my world away
(Maybe I should, maybe I could)
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