It seems you'll be inside of my head Until I lay dead
Until I die You whisper to me you can't make me leave Goodnight Sweet dreams With the memories That turned into enemies of imagery Everyone like a bomb That douses me in exploding shrapnel To the memories that I can't let go And won't let me forget That haunt my every movement That invade my daydreams That bring me to my knees in tears If you love me let me go Because they are the sharpest knives that reopen my scars And every time I'm torn apart You've found a way to burrow to my heart From there to my mind Those memories aren't kind And until they shovel dirt on my corpse I guess it's my fault for remembering what hurts
The mind that gathers pieces of the forgotten memories