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To pretend no one can find
The fallacies of morning rose
Forbidden fruit, hidden eyes
Courtesies that I despise in, mmm
Take a ride, take a shot now
Cause nobody loves me, it`s true
Not like you do
Covered by the blind belief
The fantasies of sinful screens
Bear the facts, assume the dye
End the vows, no need to lie, enjoy
Take a ride, take shot now
Cause nobody loves me, it`s true
Not like you do
Who... am I, what and why
Cause all I have left
Is my memories of yesterday
Oh... these sour times
Nobody loves me, it`s true
Not like you do
After time, the bitter taste
Of innocence, descent or race
Scattered seed, buried lives
Mysteries of our disguise revolve
Circumstance will decide