Funeral Date Lyrics — Chris Mills

Well I got an angel
Her hair is black like coal
Yeah I got a strange love
Her skin is pale and cold
She knows the ends a coming
Hell she can hardly wait
She wants to be my funeral data
Well I taught the child when I call her name
She cracks a smile when I feeling pain
She reads by my exit
Seven times a day
And she wants to be my funeral date
She's got a kind of love you just can't deny
Her only wish is to forever be by my side
She knows the ends a coming
Hell she can hardly wait
She wants to be my funeral date