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Funeral For A Friend
Funeral For A Friend


Background information
Origin Bridgend, Wales, United Kingdom
Genre(s) Post-Hardcore
Emo
Screamo
Years active 2001—present
Label(s) Roadrunner Records
Atlantic Records
Ferret Records
Infectious Records
Mighty Atom Records
Associated acts Hondo Maclean
Desecration
Moments in Grace
Attack! Attack!
Dopamine
This Is Menace
Website Website
Members
Kris Coombs-Roberts
Gavin Burrough
Ryan Richards
Matthew Davies-Kreye
Richard Boucher
Former members
Gareth Ellis-Davies
Matthew Evans
Andi Morris
Johnny Phillips
Kerry Roberts
Darran Smith



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Funeral For A Friend Album


Hours (06/14/2005)
06/14/2005
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Why do we need this
Who was it that said great things come to great men
Well that fucker lied to us
There's nothing here but a wasteland
And I can still see the graves of the dead
But it's useless
Most of us would rather sit
Than see this wound
That we have created
Lets not last the night
I'm sick and I'm tired of always being the good guy
Senseless and I'm not sure why
I'm not going to pretend that I know all the answers
Or all of the questions
Its got to be good for something
So we'll chalk this and we'll mount the dead
On the fireplace above right above our guilded heads
I'm sick and I'm tired of always being the good guy
Like sitting in the back seat
And boring me with your body
How many times can I say I'm sorry

. . .



*Phone Rings*

(Hello?)

And there's the rub
We can talk for a while
But I have sweet nothings to say
You don't me anyway, you don't want me anyway
So why, why should I stay?

So goodbye to you and your life
Your new best friends, your confidence
And I'll be here when you get home

Sitting halfway, away from nowhere
Praying for our lips to touch
Holding myself for a second
Just to catch a smile on this line

So goodbye to you and your life (two months eight weeks)
Your new best friends your confidence (turn my hours into days)
And I'll be here when you get home (when you get home)
So goodbye to you and your life (two months eight weeks)
Your new best friends your confidence (turn my hours into days)
And I'll be here when you get home, when you get home

Voices: I can't feel the same about you anymore

Is it just like you said it would be, I can't feel this way about you anymore
Is it just like you said it would be I can't feel the same

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Just to say we're sorry
For the black eyes and bleeding lips
And its hard to forget
How many lies we told
Or how old we'd grown
Before I said goodbye
So lets scrape our knees
On the playground
Its not your fault
You feel ok
Its too late in the day
Its not your fault
You feel betrayed
You cant 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
And start this over again
And you bring us to our knees
As sunrise comes
And the story will sell
A few hundred papers
So we'll follow you up
So raise your hands up high
And 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

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Forget the letters just sleep sound tonight
Pull back the covers without a fight
But as we dance by emergency light
I fail to swallow my tongue
And I'm still here bleeding
So pull this switch and see my body twitch
As we dance on this memory
A light left blinking on it's own
And my blood is flowing down
Through this machine
In hope and desire in hope I expire
Turn off this machine
This is the only things that keeping me alive
So pull this switch and see my body twitch
As we dance on this memory
Despair has devoured me whole
A seed wont grow from this soul
This pull wont cure my disease
Cant you kill this beating heart
Please nurse my batteries are running low
Please nurse oh I think I'm running low
Left here swallowed by this fear
That you will always keep me hear
To close your eyes and pray for this to go away
I'm not angry, tired or sore
More of a man than I was before
Is this the cause I'm looking for
Please forgive me
I'm no martyr
Is this the cause I'm looking for
I'm not angry, tired or sore
More of a man than I was before
Is this the cause I'm looking for
I plead forgive me
I'm no martyr

. . .



I wish it was sweeter
The taste of your mouth
Because right now it hurts too much to b
Closer than this
And with one hard look I can tell that you've had enough of these useless
sunsets
This could be a movie
This could be our final act
But we don't need these happy endings
So tell your father that
That you're mine and I'll swear
We'll run away and I'll make a plan and save
Everyone from themselves
And put them in the ground
Sitting in the car with the radio
Turned to static
Feeling quite tragic
And with one strategic blow
And you find yourself back in the hold

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Scattered seeds and breaking storms
Wont make a decent lie for you
Naked and with every breath you climb the stairs
Step by step and I don't need this
I don't need to be saved
Five steps away from the 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
In every despair I'll find you standing there
With the bitter taste of envy on your sleeve
Because tonight is our night
And I don't want this
No, so wont you let me go
And every animal will find itself a home
Every man and woman
Well, they'll just lose control
And we can make ourselves believe
That I don't want this that 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
In every despair
I'll find you standing there
It makes no sense

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Dear friends of this academy
Romeo is bleeding to death
To see a friend bleed to death what for
Some of metaphor that I cant 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
I'll give up on this
I'll give up on you
Archers in your arches
Raise your fingers for one last salute
And bleed this skyline dry
Your history is mine
You want to hold me up and bring me down
You want to hold me up and bring 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

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Scared to open up these eyes
To see just what's inside
This tree is dead and cold
This house is not a home
Help me now I'm dying here alone
This is not a new game
So don't think that you'll know
Casually I confide
Awake and paralysed
Forever in one word
Forever is the longest time
It's the only one I'm not sure I'll survive
This is not a new game
So don't think that you know
Can you see these blood shot eyes
Can you see
That my strength is failing
I can't go on this way
This hearts not beating
It just doesn't seem the same
My strength is failing
I just can't go on this way
Promise me
Promise me

. . .



Killing you
Might be the only chance I have of recovery
And I know it's so severe
As you knew it would be
The punishment it fits the crime
So let's take this knife
And run it down your chest
Does this feel like love
Here we are waiting
The light looks good against
The bruises on your cheek
Another medal that you have to wear this week
Killing me
Might be the only chance you have of recovery
And I know its so severe as you knew it would be
Your punishment it fits your crime
You and I will die alone tonight

. . .



The stars will be your nightlights tonight
And I will be your lullaby
They dragged it up
And continued with the beatings
How you bleed
You could bleed forever
It burns and leaves the rope tied
It burns and leaves the rope tied
The stars will be your nightlights tonight
And I will be your lullaby
Another finger lost
What use do you have for those eyes in your head
You took and killed
Everything about me
It burns and leaves the rope tied
It burns and leaves the rope tied
The stars will be your nightlights tonight
And I will be your lullaby
So disgusted with it
You took your sweet time
So let's get out of this town
So let's get out of this town
So disgusted with it
And you took your sweet time
So lets get out of this town
So lets get out of this town
And start this day all over and over again
Just like the good old days
You wipe the stains from off your face
And forget her, just forget her
Best line I heard all day

. . .



You are bleak
You are beautiful
No matter what they say
In this light
Tired childish games
Swept us all away
Sing it out
Sing it out for all of us
This is strange
This is wonderful
Its grip chokes us all
It takes time
More than we have
So what have we done?
Sing it out
Sing it out for all of us
It takes time
Please tell me what we've done
It takes time
Please tell me what have we done
Sing it out
Sing it out for all of us
Sing it out

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