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| To pretend no one can find
The fallacies of morning rose
Forbidden fruit, hidden eyes
Curtises that I despise in me
Take a ride, take a shot now
Cause nobody loves me
Its 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
Cause nobody loves me,
It's true...
Not like you do...
Who oo am I, what and why
Cause all I have left is my memories of yesterday
Ohh these sour times
Cause nobody loves me,
It's true...
Not like you do...
After time the bitter taste
Of innocence decent or race
Scattered seeds, buried lives
Mysteries of our disguise revolve
Circumstance will decide ....
Cause nobody loves me
Its true...
Not like you...
Nobody loves.. me
Its true...
Not, like, you.. do
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