Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Amnesia, artist - ¡MAYDAY!. Album song Thrift Store Halos, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 06.08.2012
Record label: Strange
Song language: English
Amnesia |
Just like that, we’re moving again |
We set out to travel upon the backs of broken angels |
Adopted dreams and thrift store halos |
In a desolate world where your only as good as your sponsor |
They tell us self-preservation is key |
Move along the wasteland hoping |
More souls are on the same mission as we |
This is no longer a day dream, but a day nightmare |
And as we walk along this desolate wasteland |
We can only hope for one thing |
To forget times passed |
Campfire stories with my fam getting drunk |
Fire water open flames its getting debunked |
Feeling like nothings the same game I’m full throttle |
Drowning like the worm somebody trapped inside this bottle |
Thinking about the better Etta James and such things |
Give me a little taste of the past to shoot inside my veins |
Whats changed? |
My friends growing fangs |
And daytimes shorter because the suns out of range |
And I know that nothing ever stays the same |
No one ever really stays, it’s not my fault |
I blame myself and smoke this haze |
I’ll do it 'til the end of my days |
Everything’s lost |
I look to the stars but they gone |
I look for a sign in the dark at all costs |
Look to the stars and the marks |
We look for the chance to restart |
Everything’s lost |
Treated this planet like my scrap book |
Add a picture add a clipping scratch the last look |
Its not approved delete the image from my mac books |
My memory equals about a gram now that’s crook |
I’m so confused, it’s a bitter road we travel so I’m letting go |
The gathering nattling got a micro chip implanted in my abdomen |
And it’s about 28 long years that Ive been dealing |
But these days my memories dont really seem appealing |
And so I find a distant memory beneath the world below |
I’ve realized my destiny’s not on the road I know |
I’m feeling like a centipede, I’m reaching out for soul |
And trying to remember that at sometime that I was whole |
I found a distant memory, I found, I found |
But desperatly I’m trying to press it down, down |
Nostalgia is all around us watch me drown, drown |
I wish I could forget what I know now, now |