Why is it always, when I open my mouth
I clash with whatever you do
When we dance together your rhythm and tempo
Cuts through my quick step and tune
You cry, i, i, cant take anymore
But you cant find the bloody door
Oh you might think were free
til we slip back into memory

Were joined by a purpose that will not release us
til we have come to some terms
Some love and acceptance, not hate and repentance
These skills are things to be learned
You cry, i, i, cant take anymore
But you cant find the bloody door

Oh you might think were free
til we slip back into memory

I love you so
Im stuck, cant you let go
Lets try again
This time we will be friends
I cannot change
All my tracks have been laid
Playin the game
Its just, its just a memory

Lost in memory
Heres to memory