The King Of Rome

de June Tabor

I never thought too much of dying
And I never thought about the end
Too many things to keep me hanging
Too many reasons not to bend

But lately
My life's a funeral
Who'll save me?
My life's a perpetual funeral
My life's a funeral

The apple is became medication
And I still belivied I've got control
Like everybody else around me
The life is draining from my soul
And it's getting old

But lately
My life's a funeral
Who'll save me?
My life's a perpetual funeral
My life's a funeral

I wait for time to do it's healing
It seemed to do it in the past
The knot will slowly start to loosen
The hope to live again at last
And I hope I last

But lately
My life's a funeral
Who'll save me?
My life's a perpetual funeral
My life's a funeral

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