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Sour Times - The Blank Theory
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Sour Times The Blank Theory

Sour Times - The Blank Theory
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
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