Souring Lyrics - If God Had Curves - David Usher

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 cant say why 

[Chorus] 

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 drinik myself sick so i won't see you crawl 

guess i drained all your beauty to watch you dissolve 

[Chorus] 

so please leave your fucking money at the door 

concede you know you'll be coming back for more 

we're all lookng for gold here 

and I hate that I need you and I don't know why 

and I hate that I need you, and I can't say why 

[Chorus] 

so please leave your fucking money at the door 

I concede, you know we're all coming back for more 

so please, leave the money at the door 

we're all looking for gold here 

we're all looking for gold here...