Funeral - Brodka

I can still remember

Faking love with you

For so long we lingered

Walking hand in hand

What we did at night

In our speechless bed

Would you carry me

Straight into my grave

I think I’m falling

And you’re in so deep

God will reward you

For this mess we’re in

I can still remember

When I drained my heart

With the perfect care

We turned gold into blame

I was someone’s love

Now I’m my own hangman

Would you bury me

Where it all began