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Funeral for a Friend - Casually Dressed & Deep in Conversation - Bend Your Arms to Look Like Wings
Casually Dressed & Deep in Conversation
01. Rookie of the Year
02. Bullet Theory
03. Juneau
04. Bend Your Arms to Look Like Wings
05. Escape Artists Never Die
06. Storytelling
07. Moments Forever Faded
08. She Drove Me to Daytime Television
09. Red Is the New Black
10. Your Revolution Is a Joke
11. Waking Up
12. Novella
As the sun sets on battlefields
I hope you can save me
I hope you can save our wounded hearts

And distance (creation)
Makes my heart (eternity)
Grow colder (enough for this to end)
And distance (creation)
Makes my heart (eternity)
Seem older (for you)
Just enough to cut the air from your lungs
From your lungs

As the sun sets (we push and pull apart)
On battlefields (enough for this to end)
I hope you can save me (from ourselves)
I hope you can save us from ourselves

Denial (forever)
In the arms of (we're stuck in here)
Our saviours (enough for this to end)
And my heart (falls open)
Is torn (wide open)
To pieces (for you)
Just enough to cut the air from your lungs
From your lungs

As the sun sets (we push and pull apart)
On battlefields (enough for this to end)
I hope you can save me (from ourselves)
I hope you can save us from ourselves

And paper cuts and bloody hands
In the middle they would meet

And paper cuts and bloody hands
In the middle they would meet

As the sun sets
As the sun sets
As the sun sets