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Oh, memory, I'm glad to keep ya Glad to see you're always on time What lies behind us and before us Are tiny matters in disguise Side by side with what's within us For in this moment, we're alive Oh, memory, I'm glad to keep ya Glad to see you're always on time You never have the answers I know, I need to change You never have the answers Even when I'm circling the drain It's so weird to trip over something that's behind you Choke on it, fall upstairs, thinking they'll have no clue But don't you know everybody's looking for a breakthrough? East to West, it's all a mess and everybody's a fool Whoa-whoa, tell me I'm here I'm done thinking about what happened Whoa-whoa, tell me I'm here I think I've got too much on my mind (too much on my mind) Oh, memory, I've broadened the vistas I must look beyond what I see And if I'm peeking through a keyhole See the opportunity I need a sceptic, narcoleptic Antiseptic remedy From Bosnia to Banksia I must be what I'm destined to be But someone's gotta go And he thinks that he's the one And someone's on the run And he does it just for fun And someone's gotta go And he thinks that he's the one And someone's gotta go Thinks that he's the one Whoa-whoa, tell me I'm here I'm done thinking about what happened Whoa-whoa, tell me I'm here I think I've got too much on my mind (too much on my mind) Whoa-whoa, tell me I'm here I'm done thinking about what happened Whoa-whoa, tell me I'm here I think I've got too much on my mind (too much on my mind)
Writer(s): Hayam Gacanovic Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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