Look after her
Before yourself
A lot of weight
You're only 12
You get it now
But I don't forgive
When I turned 18
You went amiss
Only in black and white
I see I've got your eyes
It's clear to me now where I
Get that eager smile
Shifting gears in your car 'cause you'll never give me the keys
Basketball in the park every brick hard cheese
Family pictures at home
I can't recall your voice
One look at your headstone
Bullet to the dome
Ashes gone in the wind
Flowers growing in the field
Given life by the tears from her eyes I kneel
Looking at the horizon you spoke over all the time
One thing missing now
A lone Spitfire
Only in black and white
I see I've got your eyes
It's clear to me now where I
Get that eager smile
Ziggarettes - Funeral Lyrics
Ziggarettes - Funeral Lyrics
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Look after her
Before yourself
A lot of weight
You're only 12
You get it now
But I don't forgive
When I turned 18
You went amiss
Only in black and white
I see I've got your eyes
It's clear to me now where I
Get that eager smile
Shifting gears in your car 'cause you'll never give me the keys
Basketball in the park every brick hard cheese
Family pictures at home
I can't recall your voice
One look at your headstone
Bullet to the dome
Ashes gone in the wind
Flowers growing in the field
Given life by the tears from her eyes I kneel
Looking at the horizon you spoke over all the time
One thing missing now
A lone Spitfire
Only in black and white
I see I've got your eyes
It's clear to me now where I
Get that eager smile
Before yourself
A lot of weight
You're only 12
You get it now
But I don't forgive
When I turned 18
You went amiss
Only in black and white
I see I've got your eyes
It's clear to me now where I
Get that eager smile
Shifting gears in your car 'cause you'll never give me the keys
Basketball in the park every brick hard cheese
Family pictures at home
I can't recall your voice
One look at your headstone
Bullet to the dome
Ashes gone in the wind
Flowers growing in the field
Given life by the tears from her eyes I kneel
Looking at the horizon you spoke over all the time
One thing missing now
A lone Spitfire
Only in black and white
I see I've got your eyes
It's clear to me now where I
Get that eager smile
Writer: James Eager
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