Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Sun-Less, artist - Funeral For A Friend. Date of issue: 13.12.2016
Song language: English
Sun-Less |
| Broken hands, so sans soleil |
| It lights my way through these |
| empty streets at night. |
| Dragging heels, the cold air stabs me |
| like a needle running with this thread |
| Scissors cut me dead and gone |
| living like the blade I carry |
| I never thought of you |
| living all alone, |
| scissors cut me dead I never felt |
| like anyone could ever be |
| so far from home |
| The day begins |
| when the music ends its days |
| like these that I |
| wish I were somewhere else. |
| And I can’t forget my own name |
| replace it with a voice |
| that carries on. |