Promille Hill

Gone, beaten beyond recognition I'm not the same one

You once listened to as one of the few with a point of view

Glad to see you!

Do I know you?

My memory's a blank

Locked up in the bank

Stale, stuck in old ways, I may have betrayed all my righteous claims

Gone from where I came from, the place I was born. A Little alone

Glad to see you!

Do I know you?

"Remember when, remember them, do you remember them?"

I can't remember them. I have no memory of anything