Streams of memories shrouded in orange glow,
Some twisted in time, feels like it's yesterday.
Black and white stories I see,
Watered down, censored for me,
I can't find the truth in the mind,
I will try, let old dogs lie.
I'm doing it again,
Now I'm twisting all the history I made,
And my memory finds the misery erased,
It never felt that way I'm sure,
I don't believe me anymore.
Faded photograph, evidence I did smile,
So lonely, so insecure,
So confused, searching for more.
Tears run dry, painfully shy.
It's all gone now, I've finally found
I'm doing it again,
And now i'm twisting all the history I made,
And my memory finds the misery erased,
It never felt that way I'm sure,
I don't believe me anymore
I'm doing it again,
And now i'm twisting all the history I made,
And my memory finds the misery erased,
It never felt that way I'm sure,
I don't believe me anymore....oh no, oh no