Sour Times

To pretend no one can find the fallacies of morning rose Forbidden fruit, hidden eyes courtesies that, I despise in me Take a ride, take a shot now 'Cause nobody loves me, it's true Not like you do Covered by the blind belief that fantasies of sinful screens Bear the facts a*sume the dye, end the bows no need to lie enjoy Take a ride, take a shot now 'Cause nobody loves me, it's true Not like you do Am I what am I? 'Cause all I have left is my memories of yesterday, the sour time 'Cause 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 you learnt disguised Revolve circumstance will decide 'Cause nobody loves me, it's true Not like you do 'Cause nobody loves me, it's true Not like you do Nobody loves me, it's true Not like you do