Memories of You

When the memories want to leave
But you hold on so tight
When they try to get away
From the memories of that night

I cry myself to sleep
All my tears do fall
You can hear me weep
All my fears do call

I may not look it
I sure do feel it
Every little bit by bit
And the stupid stupid shit

When the memories want to leave
But you hold on so tight
My hands let go
I lose my losing fight


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