We Are in - Sour Times
We Are in - Sour Times

The hole is open and the maggots call me in
So easy to give up and dive in
But the tide will lead me to my bridge
With the answer I know, with the
Answer I Know to jump in

Sour times is soaking up my soul
Closer to the edge of that hole
Sour times

The're many wars to fight, way past
The front lines
Behind the scene there's much to hide
Ghosts from the past, wrap their
Sheets on my mind
Friendship and sin, which have died

Sour times is soaking up my soul
Closer to the edge of that hole
Sour times is soaking up my soul
All hope is gone I'm Loosing control

I'm not the person I used To be

Hibernation

Tucked Away inside this cold place
Walls begin to close, but I'm still safe
Safe from the unknown sins out there
Live each day alone and scared

Hibernation season
Hibernation season

Curled up in a ball of yarn
My mind's unraveled and soul is torn,
But I'm still safe
Safe from the unknown sins out there
Live each day alone and scared

Hibernation season
Hibernation season

Days I waste away
Dreading more, the next day
Retreat back, into my shell
Feel the pain, of living hell

Life, here I go

In the recent years, all I've seen is fear
Now the time is come for me

Hibernation

Joining me in your search of peace
The latest findings in your quest for pain
You reach, I resist, I forgive, you condemned
Your expressions to condemned

Condemned is everyone's belief
If not the same as yours

Fantastic views of reality
Seduction of your burning mind
You reach, I resist, I forgive, you condemned
Your expressions to condemned

Difference of oppinions
My way is not like yours
Difference of oppinions
That doesn't I'm wrong

We Are in - Sour Times
We Are in - Sour Times

The hole is open and the maggots call me in
So easy to give up and dive in
But the tide will lead me to my bridge
With the answer I know, with the
Answer I Know to jump in

Sour times is soaking up my soul
Closer to the edge of that hole
Sour times

The're many wars to fight, way past
The front lines
Behind the scene there's much to hide
Ghosts from the past, wrap their
Sheets on my mind
Friendship and sin, which have died

Sour times is soaking up my soul
Closer to the edge of that hole
Sour times is soaking up my soul
All hope is gone I'm Loosing control

I'm not the person I used To be