Summers Dead And Burried Lyrics & Chords By Funeral For A Friend

Can't beat the best ones
A little close maybe a bit to close
You function, your turn out a flawless performance

Turn your camera away from me (woah)
Spill your guts in 8mm (woah)
Put your focus where your mouth is
You're the only one who is fading here

Such holidays in the sun don't come without sacrifices
You know it makes more sense
Such holidays in the sun don't come without sacrifices
You know it makes..

I like the way your cry
Break my heart and break my hand and let me down, yeah
I want to snap your neck in two
And leave your for dead
So dead

Turn your camera away from me (woah)
Spill your guts in 8mm (woah)
Put your focus where your mouth is
You're the only one who is fading here

Such holidays in the sun don't come without sacrifices
You know it makes more sense, Haha
Such holidays in the sun don't come without sacrifices
You know it makes more sense

Break!
On and on and on, go