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116. Drunk Memories [October 2015]

Soulless, Oh, Soulless-

Remember all the nights we shifted just for you

Fall into October, and we can see your point of view

Extra-terrestrials leaving in your shoe . . .

Heartless and broken, really the end of you

YOU, tell me why I told myself to remember just the view.

Oh, I really fucking loved you. And I can’t stand all this shit-

Crying over you, and making myself look like a fucking gigolo

Nothing gets past you, not even 82’


Wasted from the Bar, my arms feel jiggly- and my legs just die for you

Feeling empty, losing my memory, and the nights I lived for you

Everything is dead, and the darkness is around me (Was it something I just said)

Nothing take me back to the nights of endless envy, (except this paint in my back)

So, I down myself again, drown myself again

Shot after shot poured into a cup, and my arms are up again

Nothing counts for you, not even my memory, and my soul ends with you

I thought about you, and me together- It will never last forever

We knew that once we were together. Nothing lasts forever


Clueless, Clueless on drugs, and feeling the need for all the hugs

Nothing takes me back again, and my heart resets to TEN

Never tell myself it beats. I feel like it ends with Zero

From your Hero to a number, I feel quite like a loser- again

Cloak or not, I still see your shot- you swallow it whole

Choke or not, I really feel I should just end your HOLD

Feeling regret, and feeling like I need to- Hurt you

Sorry to be that hooded stranger- The one who becomes a strangler

Wrangler- you were- I remember how you pulled me aside

With the rope that I always believed was there

See what you did to me, you made me go crazy

But I loved it, because it was our special Crazy


My son, my son, I never really got one

Never really got one, Oh, Oh, Oh

My son, my son, I never really got one

Never really got one, Oh, No, Oh

Wasted. Against a mirror of myself

The screeching ended just before the Self

I flew through the air that night

I made myself what I wanted to be

Looking through blurred visions

I could see me

Oh, I could see you and me together again

Oh, I could see us being clever again

Oh, my heart is racing tonight

And I’m not losing myself again

Blue & Red is now my favourite colour

Goodbye, my love, Goodbye, my love

I want you to remember me

Goodbye, my love. . .


Explained: The Male who was singing this was hit by a Car from drinking too much. His mind was full of crazy memories; dreams, and nightmares. His love stayed strong for her all the way till the end. 
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