fade away
What do you see when you look into my eyes
After all these years, are they broken
And I'm asking
What time is it?
'Cause I've lost track
My memory's been frozen
I've found myself
Repeating the same things
The same phrases, same words
In the same fucking contexts
Just to find out it still hurts
Telling tales of better days
With all the photos that you saved
Holding on but just in case
You don't ever stay awake
Telling stories from the grave
'Bout the person you became
And all the ghosts that you create
They will never fade away
So maybe nostalgia's a drug
And maybe I'm having too much
'Cause my vision's in reverse
And my calendar is stuck
I can hear the reaper in my head
Doing away with moments spent
'Cause the seasons pass, and the nights don't last
So the past will stay dead
What if none of it was real
False memories of gold in the sun
Do you remember how you'd feel
When time had just begun
Telling tales of better days
With all the photos that you saved
Holding on but just in case
You don't ever stay awake
Telling stories from the grave
'Bout the person you became
And all the ghosts that you create
They will never fade away
The fire keeps me calm when its dark at night
I set everything ablaze but i can't see the light
The reapers at my door I think he heard my cries
He said if you can't feel can you say that you're still alive
I try to run away like every other time
I hear voices in the dark telling me it's fine
I'm losing all my senses, I'm too tired to fight
They say to let go, and I finally might
After all these years, are they broken
And I'm asking
What time is it?
'Cause I've lost track
My memory's been frozen
I've found myself
Repeating the same things
The same phrases, same words
In the same fucking contexts
Just to find out it still hurts
Telling tales of better days
With all the photos that you saved
Holding on but just in case
You don't ever stay awake
Telling stories from the grave
'Bout the person you became
And all the ghosts that you create
They will never fade away
So maybe nostalgia's a drug
And maybe I'm having too much
'Cause my vision's in reverse
And my calendar is stuck
I can hear the reaper in my head
Doing away with moments spent
'Cause the seasons pass, and the nights don't last
So the past will stay dead
What if none of it was real
False memories of gold in the sun
Do you remember how you'd feel
When time had just begun
Telling tales of better days
With all the photos that you saved
Holding on but just in case
You don't ever stay awake
Telling stories from the grave
'Bout the person you became
And all the ghosts that you create
They will never fade away
The fire keeps me calm when its dark at night
I set everything ablaze but i can't see the light
The reapers at my door I think he heard my cries
He said if you can't feel can you say that you're still alive
I try to run away like every other time
I hear voices in the dark telling me it's fine
I'm losing all my senses, I'm too tired to fight
They say to let go, and I finally might
Credits
Writer(s): Nick Phokeev
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