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I'd like to blame
Evolution and biology
For the fact that
I forget everything
Except the worst of my experiences
What was once good for survival
Doesn't help me stay alive at all
Applied to social interactions
Fuck ups and pitfalls
Recollections look
Like polygon reflections
From the poorly rendered
8 bit days
And all the good parts
Seem to become increasingly hard
To recall i'm worried
That they'll all fade
Recollections look
Like polygon reflections
From the poorly rendered
8 bit days
And all the good parts
Seem to become increasingly hard
To recall i'm worried
That they'll all fade
And when i feel it creepin up
All these existential thoughts
I just push em down
And down and down and down and down and down
I hope this doesn't manifest
As something i can't wrestle with
I push that down
And down and down and down and down and down
I recall
Riding with my grandpa
To the homestead of his buddy
That he knew from back in navy
But that's all
A snipet amongst the fog
I can't remember
All of the good times
But they're still in there
Somewhere inside
I have to trust that
They're fundamental
They make me who i am
At a basic level
I can't remember
All of the good times
But they're still in there
Somewhere inside
I have to trust that
They're fundamental
They make me who i am
At a basic level
I can't remember
All of the good times
But they're still in there
Somewhere inside
Evolution and biology
For the fact that
I forget everything
Except the worst of my experiences
What was once good for survival
Doesn't help me stay alive at all
Applied to social interactions
Fuck ups and pitfalls
Recollections look
Like polygon reflections
From the poorly rendered
8 bit days
And all the good parts
Seem to become increasingly hard
To recall i'm worried
That they'll all fade
Recollections look
Like polygon reflections
From the poorly rendered
8 bit days
And all the good parts
Seem to become increasingly hard
To recall i'm worried
That they'll all fade
And when i feel it creepin up
All these existential thoughts
I just push em down
And down and down and down and down and down
I hope this doesn't manifest
As something i can't wrestle with
I push that down
And down and down and down and down and down
I recall
Riding with my grandpa
To the homestead of his buddy
That he knew from back in navy
But that's all
A snipet amongst the fog
I can't remember
All of the good times
But they're still in there
Somewhere inside
I have to trust that
They're fundamental
They make me who i am
At a basic level
I can't remember
All of the good times
But they're still in there
Somewhere inside
I have to trust that
They're fundamental
They make me who i am
At a basic level
I can't remember
All of the good times
But they're still in there
Somewhere inside
Credits
Writer(s): Craig T Weaver, Hunter O Ford, Meghanne Tighe
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