bend your arms to look like wings

Funeral For A Friend

As the sun sets
On battlefields
I hope you can save me
I hope you can save our wounded hearts

Well Distance Creation
Makes my heart grow colder Its over here
Enough for this to end
Well Distance Creation
Makes my heart seem older Its over here
For you
Just enough to cut the air from your lungs
From your lungs

As the sun sets We push and pull apart
On battlefields Enough for this to end
I hope you can save me From ourselves
I hope you can save us from ourselves

Denial Forever
In the arms of We're stuck in here
Our saviours Enough for this to end
And my heart Falls open
Is torn to pieces Wide open
Just enough to cut the air from your lungs
From your lungs

As the sun sets We push and pull apart
On battlefields Enough for this to end
I hope you can save me From ourselves
I hope you can save us from ourselves

And paper cuts and bloody hands
In the middle they would meet
And paper cuts and bloody hands
In the middle they would meet

As the sun sets

As the sun sets

As the sun sets