Текст песни The Blank Theory - Sour Times
The Blank Theory - Sour Times слова песни
To pretend no one can findThe fallacies of morning roseForbidden fruit, hidden eyesCourtesies that I despise in, mmmTake a ride, take a shot nowCause nobody loves me, it`s trueNot like you doCovered by the blind beliefThe fantasies of sinful screensBear the facts, assume the dyeEnd the vows, no need to lie, enjoyTake a ride, take shot nowCause nobody loves me, it`s trueNot like you doWho... am I, what and whyCause all I have leftIs my memories of yesterdayOh... these sour timesNobody loves me, it`s trueNot like you doAfter time, the bitter tasteOf innocence, descent or raceScattered seed, buried livesMysteries of our disguise revolveCircumstance will decideCause nobody loves me, it`s trueNot like you doNobody loves me, it`s trueNot like you do