Funeral Bell Lyrics & Chords By Onton

Drinking, drugged up Completely shot to hell Left behind, ain't nothing left to sell Oh, ain't nothing left to sell The hatred of your blood So tortured, so insane Dead...read more

Oh mother, I’m scared to die. Where, where do my good deeds lie? Oh father, I’m scared to live, Takes more than I’ve got to give. Oh sister, my voice is weak. Oh brother, I...read more