Vārdi: Funeral For A Friend. This Letter.

As you swallow this confession
And leave me with this scar

As it takes another second
To let me go too far
It doesn't seem to matter, any more
We're all as travelled
Its taking me home

I could write another letter
And never write one word

As it takes another second
To let me go too far
It doesn't seem to matter, any more
We're all as travelled
Its taking me home

And if you want me to hold you
I won't

We're all as travelled
Its taking you home

As you swallow your confession

As it takes another second
For I wished I was dead

The letters you wrote me
The letters you wrote me
The letters you wrote me

I wished I was dead
I wished I was dead

This letters gone too far