City Of Webs letra

Welcome home, this is the last stop before a bunk bed enclosed in grey the last great facade.
Welcome home again.
In a scheme to point the finger.
Here's my trust, keep it well.
Paper clipped to a forgery is where you'll find it.
Welcome home again.
Speak in lost words, just say something.
Tell me anything.
Point that finger so twisted like mine.
As if words could change the discarded time and let me feel.
It's so hard to be the judge, save yourself, surely I can't.

Funeral Diner - Letras

• ... And The Beast Shall Be Made Legion
• .5
• A True Triumph Of Man VS. Machine
• Addendum
• Anemic Bulemic
• Borne Upon My Shield
• Carved from Stone
• Chalk Angels
• Chameleon (Nexus 6)
• Choirs And Cannons
• City Of Webs
• Collapsing
• Direct Hit
• Easy Chair Method
• End On 6
• Fire... Deth
• For The Beasts
• I Was The Sword
• I Wish I Could Do The Backstroke
• It Burns
• It Is Good That We Never Met
• Lackluster
• Let Me Get A Few Practice Stabs
• Lucky Strike
• My Fist Smells Like Graveyard
• Neither Option
• Never To Be
• Paper
• Regardless We Fall
• Shifting
• Sleeping Boy The Paranoid
• Syncope
• The Night Builders
• The Wicked
• There Is No Today's Today, So There Will Be No Yesterday's Tomorrow
• This Optimism
• This Truly Is God's Country
• This Wrath
• Tom Safety Net
• Two Houses
• Two More
• Under
• We All Have Blood On Our Hands
• We Become Buried
• We Don't Belong In Concrete
• Wearing Thin
• Welcome To My Book Collection
• Yeah, You Remember That