Gypsy Funeral

Wearing black
The boys raise you up, there's no turning back
With all their strength
They lower you down into the ground
I used to look up to you now I look down
There's wood in between
You and me
Handfuls of dirt in between

Underneath, I'm lacy and red like you said I should wear
For you to take a peek
Underneath
Well you still
Need a drink when you're dead
Cold in between
My thighs
Empty and cold in between

Stop, stop stop
I can't breathe
Pour, pour me another drink
So I can sing the melody
I find you in

Lalalalala lalalalalala
Lalalalala lalalalalala

You played with the best of them
Back in spain
Throw you head first into your grave
I'd follow you if only I was that brave
Instead
I search for you in between
The breast and bones
You order my drinks in between

Stop, stop stop
I can't breathe
Pour, pour me another drink
So I can sing the melody
I find you in

Lalalalala lalalalalala
Lalalalala lalalalalala

I'm pacing in between rooms
Are you doing the same?
There'll be another funeral soon!

Stop, stop stop
I can't breathe
Pour, pour me another drink
So I can sing the melody
I find you in

Lalalalala lalalalalala
Lalalalala lalalalalala

Stop, stop stop
I can't breathe
Pour, pour me another drink
So I can sing the melody
I find you in

Stop, stop stop
I can't breathe
Pour, pour me another drink
So I can sing the melody
I find you in