Funeral For A Friend
"The End Of Nothing"


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