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
Cos nobody loves me It's true Not like you do
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
Cos nobody loves me It's true Not like you do
Who oo am I, what and why Cos all I have left is my memories of yesterday Ohh these sour times
Cos nobody loves me It's true Not like you do
After time the bitter taste Of innocence decent or race Scattered seed, buried lives Mysteries of our disguise revolve Circumstance will decide...
Cos nobody loves me It's true Not like you do
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