Two Funerals - Tina Dico

Hold yourself still for a while

While I tend to your wounds

No one will point if you cry

It’s alright

You’ve nothing to prove

There’s nothing to see

You’re still in one piece

They’re all just bullets from the past

And you were built to last

There’s nothing to see

You’re still in one piece

They’re all just bullets from the past

And you were built to last