The Blank Theory - Sour Times

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To pretend no one can find the fallacies of morning rose

Forbidden fruit, hidden eyes courtesies that I despise in

Take a ride, take a shot now



'Cause nobody loves me, it is true

Not like you do



Covered by the blind belief, the fantasies of sinful screens

Bear the facts, assume the dye, end the vows, no need to lie, enjoy

Take a ride, take shot now



'Cause nobody loves me, it's true

Not like you do



Who am I, what and why

'Cause all I have left

Is my memories of yesterday

Oh, these sour times



Nobody loves me, it's true

Not like you do



After time, the bitter taste of innocence, descent or race

Scattered seed, buried lives, mysteries of our disguise revolve

Circumstance will decide



'Cause nobody loves me, it's true

Not like you do



Nobody loves me, it's true

Not like you do

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