Stone Around Your Neck - Funeral Advantage

Full faced figure floating there on the floor

I felt a black-shaped specter casted there at the door

I was high as a kite when I first heard about her

I thought a black shaped figure standing there was impossible

I lit some candles and I stepped inside into another world

A dark prison where she held me at last, it felt so powerful

I’d like to say it meant any less but it’s already gone

I won’t let go of your hand if you disappear

Because this isn’t real, and you’re not real

I won’t forget if you don’t want me to

And if I had the chance, I’d still ask you

That’s when I realized it was me who was dead

How do you sleep through so much yet make the same mistakes your parents did?

There was no other laugh that I heard that seemed like yours

A broken smile shined back as I laughed because I was hers

Miserable hell in which I felt deep inside of to find what I deserved

There in the moment where I pushed her aside to look beyond the curve…

To haunt, to hold, she whispers to me