the memories

In its silence - it really is almost deafening
In its disgust - it really is almost beautiful

I can hear a voice. I'm almost certain
It's someone I know; Someone I can't hate
Even if, every cell in my body
Tells me to break...

I and I, alone, tell myself what to say.

With this wish, I will make it.
With this wish, I will take it.
The punch the kicks
The laughs the cheers
The day I left
And the day you'll leave.

In its absence - it really is almost smothering
In its fracture - it really is almost perfect

I can hear a voice. I'm almost certain
It's a sound I know; One I know to trust
Even if, every soul around me
Tells me to run...

I and I, alone, tell myself who to love.

With that wish, I will make it.
With that wish, I will take it.
The day and night
The sun and stars
The way you leave
My heart in pieces.

I and I, alone, tell myself what to say.

I and I, alone, tell myself who to love.

This is my fault then... My fault then...
My fault becauz...!

With this wish, We will make it.
With this wish. We will take it.
The shot the gun
The leap the fall
The day we say
It was worth it all.

We and we, alone, make ourselves... the enemy.

We and we, alone, make ourselves... the memories.