Sour Times (Airbus Reconstruction) Songtext / Lyric

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

Cause nobody loves me, it's 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 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, descent or race

Scattered seeds, buried lives

Mysteries of our disguise revolve

Circumstance will decide



Cause nobody loves me, it's true

Not like you

Nobody loves me, it's true

Not like you do