The Serpents And The Cemetry Garden

A tragedy kept that never fails to close us in
And forget the days that still linger on
Inside the single part of this moment

We'd rather leave no trace and not look back
Than face the anxiety here and now
We're sinking, sinking into the stone

So we'll just sit back and we'll just pretend that it's all better
When we're sinking deeper and deeper into the cracks
Scared to open up these eyes, See just what's inside
Drive us dead, waiting for the end