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Sour Times

[Verse 1]
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

[Chorus]
'Cause nobody loves me, it's true
Not like you do

[Verse 2]
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, take a shot now

[Chorus]
'Cause nobody loves me, it's true
Not like you do

[Verse 3]
Who am I, what and why?
'Cause all I have left
Is my memories of yesterday
Oh, these sour times

[Chorus]
'Cause nobody loves me, it's true
Not like you do

[Verse 4]
After time, the bitter taste
Of innocence, descent, or race
Scattered seeds, buried lives
Mysteries of our disguise revolve
Circumstance will decide