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...
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