Confessor - Sour Times (radio Edit) lyrics

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