David Usher Souring

daylight
on its creeping here
hide the blackest dream
while you're souring

and i drempt that i wiped all the blood from your eyes
woke up thinking i loved you but i can't say why
so please laeve your fucking money at the door
come see you know you'll be comiong back for more
we're all looking for gold here

midnight
and you..
devils int he backyard now
where it all went wrong

and i drank myself sick so i wont see you cry
guess i drained all your beauty to watch you dissolve
so please leave your fucking money at the door
come see you know we're all coming back for more
we're all looking for gold here

and i hate that i ened 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 can see 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 here
we're all looking for gold here