Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Funeral Home, artist - Xerxes. Album song Our Home Is a Deathbed, in the genre ХардкорDate of issue: 12.03.2012
Record label: No Sleep
Song language: English
Funeral Home |
| There’s a heartbeat in everything |
| And I’m holding my hands to the wall |
| The feeling won’t come easy |
| But it’s the fire underneath that I want |
| And I can feel the flames |
| Crawling their way up the sides of my throat |
| Its not a drink in a glass, it’s a hand on the stove |
| Its knowing not to come home |
| So when it swallows me, I hope the black cloud billows |
| Like the sound of sirens running through the neighborhood |
| So send the ashes of my bedroom to my last known address |
| I’ll spread the dust of my childhood over the street i’ve been left with |
| I’ll leave the urn open to the rain, spill it on the page |
| Cross out the ink of yesterday |
| If theres a fire left in me, pour out my contempt and wash it away |
| If that is all it takes to keep me at bay |
| I’ll smolder until the embers in my eyes fade |
| And if the fire shrouds this place in grey |
| Remind me not to look away |
| There’s a match behind my ribcage, desperate to catch |
| I’m pulling smoke from my eyelids, but tears are all that’s left |
| If there’s a spark left on my tongue now, I’ll feed it until it’s passed |
| If there’s air left in my lungs now, I’ll breathe it like my last |