Marcus Hamblett - Funeral Beat lyrics

[Verse 1] Keep a picture of her smile I no longer see There's a space in your bed now Keep it warm for me All the signs told you stop But you would not stop And my hands begged you stay While my mouth said stay I know you've got your demons But I've got my own So i'll keep you at a distance While I old you close You love is the only Fix you need Though I'm broken I'll still break you Don't ask it of me It's hard to breath With these words in my mouth With your lips on my own I can't get them out [Pre-Chorus] You draw maps I [rightless?] redraw the space Watch the lips of your lips erased retraced Send my eyes held your gaze When you saw me out Keep [it low, clocked away?] Till it flickers out [Chorus] It's hard to breathe With these words in my mouth With your lips on my own I can't get them out And it's hard to breathe With these words in my mouth With your lips on my skin I can't get them out [Post-Chorus] Sunday best and rouge your cheeks as Lipstick left where lips have been Our hearts step to a funeral beat There's a cooling board where this bed should be So lay me down and cover me, oh Lay me down and cover me Flesh for flesh and cheek to cheek, oh Lay me down and cover me [Chorus/Outro] It's hard to breathe (Sunday best and rouge your cheeks as) With these words in my mouth (Lipstick left where lips have been) With your lips on my own (Our hearts step to a funeral beat) I can't get them out (There's a cooling board where this bed should be) It's hard to breathe (Sunday best and rouge your cheeks as) With these words in my mouth (Lipstick left where lips have been) With your lips on my own (Our hearts step to a funeral beat) I can't get them out (To a funeral beat)