Four walls and a funeral

Lyr: Aalto
Comp: Aalto & Junnilainen
Arr: Kiero

your gentle hands
lower the walls
and there's nothing between us now
I revealed
what was inside
for your eyes only
to be trustworthy

Four walls and a funeral
Lay my black mind in to the ground

you said we're born in our graves
I think we already died under our mothers hearts
under the cold feeding breast
something grew
but it didn't breathe

Four walls and a funeral
Lay my black mind in to the ground

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