Songtext von Souring

Daylight Mornings 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 Devils in the backyard now Where it all went wrong And i drank myself sick so i won't see you crawl Yes, i dreamed of your beauty and watched 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, but 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 Concede, you know we're all coming back for more So please, leave the money at the door We're all looking for gold We're all looking for gold We're all looking for gold here