Sour times歌词
To pretend no one can find
The fallacies of morning rose
Forbidden fruit, hidden eyes
Curtsies that I despise in me
Take a ride, take a shot now
Cos nobody loves me
Its true Not like you do
Covered by the blind belief
That fantasies of sinful screens
Bear the facts, assume the dye
End the vows no need to lie, enjoy
Take a ride,