Paroles de Sour Times

To pretend no one can find The fallacies of morning rose Forbidden fruit, hidden lies Curtsies that I despise in me Take a ride, take a shot now Cos nobody loves me, it's true Not like you do Covered by the blind belief That fantasies of sinful screams Bear the facts or soon will die End the vows no need to lie Enjoy Take a ride, take a shot now Cos nobody loves me, it's true Not like you do Who, ooh, am I, what and why? Cos all I have left is the memories of yesterday Oh, the sour times Cos nobody loves me, it's true Not like you do After time the bitter taste Of innocence decent or race Scattered seed, buried lives Histories of our disguise revolve Circumstance will decide Cos nobody loves me, it's true Not like you Nobody loves me, it's true Not like you do