FUNERAL DINER LYRICS

1. My Fist Smells Like Graveyard

claim your place as victim in the perverse knowledge of something to fall back on with hands held so loosely as i pour the water through so many times i tried not to wonder conflicts avoided words mumbled under breath. truth buried out behind a face that advantage taken with no thought to rectify when the well is dry, they will reattach themselves and again the face smiles but not to mine

2. We Don't Belong In Concrete

outgrown these shoes long ago, standing taller shooting better the perspectives have changed cant be this way forever the new is tired and old fresh faces showing their lines lives have started and finished. watch them pass everyday watching them fall always a mystery when a face disappears don't want to be here but the roots run too deep we don't belong in concrete but where else will we go

3. The Nightbuilders

take down the clouds and burn the town just leave me a boat so i can escape, it's too late i have no intention of calling this off this is where we'll die and wake to black and white dreams with our fists hidden behind lies tomorrow won't come the nightbuilders pulled down the sun with shackles and sleepy eyes touch your last morning forget i ever existed

4. Sleeping Boy The Paranoid

spray painted the pot and kettle ground down sheet rock and metal rock slide mud slide land slide it's all coming down and i'm waiting for it cast out the black built up the monolith cast out the red i leave with apathy turn out come here spineless by she said come here paranoid sleeping boy

5. Journeyman

[originally by Portraits Of Past]






FUNERAL DINER LYRICS