Lyrics Old Hymns - Acoustic - Funeral for a Friend

We're sinking, sinking into the stone
We're drinking, drinking our way to hell
There's nothing we can do to save the skin on our backs again
So I'll just sit back and we'll just pretend that it's all better
When I'm sinking deeper and deeper into the cracks
Stop thinking, stop making sense
You're thinking, thinking what the fuck happened to me
You're working, working yourself into a mess
There's nothing you can do to save yourself from caving in
So I'll just sit back and we'll just pretend that it's all better
When I'm sinking deeper and deeper into the cracks
Stop thinking,...