Souring Songtext / Lyric

Daylight

Morning's creeping in

Had the blackest dream

Are you souring



And I dreamt that I wiped all the blood from your eyes

Woke up thinking I loved you but I can't say why



So please

Leave your fucking money at the door

Concede

You know you'll be coming back for more

We're all looking for gold here



Midnight

And you inch along

Devil's in the backyard now

Where it all went wrong






And I drink myself sick so I wont see you crawl

Guess I drained all your beauty to watch you dissolve



So please

Leave your fucking money at the door

Concede

You know we're all coming back for more

We're all looking for gold here



And I hate that I need you and I don't know why

And I hate that I need you and I can't say why



So please

Leave your fucking money at the door

I Concede

You know you're all coming back for more

So please

Leave your money at the door

We're all looking for gold here

We're all looking for gold here

We're all looking for gold here