I'm not quite sure, how to tell it. How to bring back those days right .
It deserves more, I don't wanna undersell it
The power of back then just sways right.
Bringin up memories (ah the chills I get)
From the 1980's
(Hey) Original splendor, turn that stone share those memories.
I'm a truth bender, I paint thoughts complimentary.
Oh, and everything feels right and perfectly satisfying.
Original splendor, here's to the true essence of those memories
But as usual it breaks within, there's no more mystery.
And what I see is that broken chain spin, portraying a faded history.
With that path chosen they become enemies
Just about as broken. Just like that mirror sharing memories
