Portishead

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

Who am I, what and why
'Cause all I have left is my memories of yesterday
Oh these sour times

Who am I, what and why
'Cause all I have left is my memories of yesterday
Oh these sour times

After time the bitter taste
Of innocence decent or race
Scattered seeds, buried lives
Mysteries of our disguise revolve
Circumstance will decide

Who am I, what and why
'Cause all I have left is my memories of yesterday
Oh these sour times

'Cause nobody loves me
It's true
Not like you
Nobody loves.. me
It's true
Not, like, you...do

Written by SCHIFRIN, LALO / UTLEY, ADRIAN / BARROW, GEOFF / GIBBONS, BETH / BROOKS, HENRY / TURNER, OTIS
Published by Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC

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