There are things I cannot remember,
There are things I cannot forget.
To me it seems like an unfair trade.
The things I cannot remember sleep in the back of my skull,
The things I cannot forget scratch at the nerves behind my eyes.
To me it seems like an unfair trade.
The things I cannot remember remain forgotten,
The things I cannot forget remain remembered.
To me it seems like an unfair trade.
Mar 20, 2019
Mar 20, 2019 at 6:22 PM UTC
There are things I cannot remember,
There are things I cannot forget.
To me it seems like an unfair trade.
The things I cannot remember sleep in the back of my skull,
The things I cannot forget scratch at the nerves behind my eyes.
To me it seems like an unfair trade.
The things I cannot remember remain forgotten,
The things I cannot forget remain remembered.
To me it seems like an unfair trade.
