“The Memories Are What Getcha”
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Every night I...



“The Memories Are What Getcha”

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Every night I die a painful death

Drowning in memories of the past

Good, bad, benign; it doesn’t matter

It’s always the same



From the moment I wake

It starts with the Sirens song

Incessantly gnawing at my soul

Knowing and smug



Weariness erodes me

And as day turns to night and the night grows long

My sleep is stolen, though a rare reprieve

I am forced to endure, wide and bloodshot eyed



Wave after relentless wave

Filled with ghosts of grief and lament

Slowly drag me down

Til I'm left floating lifeless in the void



Every night I die a lonely death

Drowning in memories of the past

Good, bad, benign; it all mattered

Nothing will ever be the same

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