why is it always, when i open my mouth
i clash with whatever you do
when we dance together your rhythm and tempo
cuts through my quick step and tune
you cry, i, i, can´t take anymore
but you can´t find the bloody door
oh you might think we´re free
´til we slip back into memory

we´re joined by a purpose that will not release us
´til we have come to some terms
some love and acceptance, not hate and repentance
these skills are things to be learned
you cry, i, i, can´t take anymore
but you can´t find the bloody door

oh you might think we´re free
´til we slip back into memory

i love you so
i´m stuck, can´t you let go
let´s try again
this time we will be friends
i cannot change
all my tracks have been laid
playin´ the game
it´s just, it´s just a memory

lost in memory
here´s to memory