Sour

White dress blood skies
Eighteen blackened eyes
Don't take hand held high

And you say your sour on me
But you been here a while
So you know the deal
New-comers must kneel
And you say your sour on me
And you say your sour on me

Hear footsteps slowly
A ghost still searching
Torn clothes thrown
They shriek and swing

And you say your sour on me
But you been here a while
So you know the deal
New-comers must kneel
And you say your sour on me

Reverse the tape
Lost lover escape
Once given warning

And you say your sour on me
But you been here a while
And you say your sour on me
And you say your sour on me
And you say your sour on me



Credits
Writer(s): Dene Thaw
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