Memories, memories grinding your brain Scorching wound opening up A prisoner in your own body A prisoner in my own body
Sigh! exhausting pain Reminiscing on those days When icicles is all that mattered When we were busy Paper chasing Life chasing Dream mending Afraid of being popped Holding on a hopeless rope Screaming at the top of my lungs
God...... I know you got me Am a sinner but I know you got me