The Night Before The Funeral

In a subtle way it's making me so afraid 
It makes me think that maybe You're the one who's in despair
 It's all about us keeping trust
 We'll never make it out of here I could run away and still it wouldn't be a thing 
With the trouble in my heart I

The night before the funeral, I got some. I sneaked a young girl up the stairs and past my mum. I took her clothes off and I played with her bits Too drunk and getting old... It was a lovely show for a god I don't believe in. I couldn't sing a single