Lyric Context Universe
half a mouth to laugh in the porthole
with the mold and faded epitaphs
will you evermore tie up my hair with velvet bows?
half a mouth to laugh in the porthole
with the mold and faded epitaphs
will you evermore tie up my hair with velvet bows?
of tombstones
epitaphs
wreaths
of tombstones
epitaphs
wreaths
it never made you seem better than them in anyway
you read between the lines of epitaphs on graves
even in bed you raise the dead to speak their names
it never made you seem better than them in anyway
you read between the lines of epitaphs on graves
even in bed you raise the dead to speak their names