All My Friends Are Drunk

[Verso 1] D C do you think you know your Sunday self? D there is not a pressure C feel like you are not in your body D blissful, but not numb C i can feel tired, it does not burden me D sometimes it's like i don't exist C peaceful skin on skin D everything feels how it should [Refrão] G all my friends are drunk D haven't been wasted in months Am which is why we never speak too D falling out of touch [Verso 2] D C do you think they understand it too D that wishful longing for what it was? C or is it all in your head? D quiet, but nothing grew C i miss home, but i also learnt D how to create homes in places that i go to G stir of the Tyne D after the Cumberland [Refrão] G all my friends are drunk D haven't been wasted in months Am which is why we never speak too D falling out of touch [Verso 3] C it lies in quiet in the night time G D sixteen and burning candles low C twenty three in hot water G dead flowers on your windowsill G i think i understand it now C that you're not supposed to [Ponte] C i'll never learn to be calm D the moon is a killer G washes bodies to the surface C how does anybody do this? Outro: G all my friends are drunk D haven't been wasted in months Am washes bodies to the surface D everything feels how it should G i can feel tired, it does not burden me D sometimes its like i don't exist C blissful but not numb G D everything feels how it should G peaceful skin on skin