The Civil Wars - Sour Times (Live) | Текст песни

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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

Covered by the blind belief that fantasies of sinful screens
Bear the facts assume the dye, end the bows no need to lie enjoy
Take a ride, take a shot now

After time the bitter taste of innocence descent or race
Scattered seed, buried lives mysteries you learnt disguised
Revolve circumstance will decide