Civil Wars (The)
Sour Times (Portishead cover)
To pretend no one can find the fallacies of morning roseForbidden fruit, hidden eyes courtesies that, I despise in meTake a ride, take a shot nowBecause nobody loves me, it's trueNot like you doCovered by the blind belief that fantasies of sinful screensBear the facts, assume the dye, end the bows, no need to lie enjoyTake a ride, take a shot nowBecause nobody loves me, it's trueNot like you doAm I what am I?Because all I have left is my memories of yesterday, the sour timeBecause nobody loves me, it's trueNot like you doAfter time the bitter taste of innocence descent or raceScattered seed, buried lives, mysteries you learned disguisedRevolve circumstance will decideBecause nobody loves me, it's trueNot like you doSongtexteBecause nobody loves me, it's trueNot like you doNobody loves me, it's trueNot like you do
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