Those memories keep fading
While I sit here waiting, debating
who I used to be, who I am
Do I want it back
That life I had, took for granted
Used it, abused it
A liar, a cheat, a thief
Is that me
Or a product of what I used to be
The things I did, things I lacked
All those times, can't go back
I need it, crave it, want it
Those memories keep fading
While I sit here waiting, hating
who I used to be, who I am
It's never enough
It's always too much
I need to accept it, or change it
Rearrange it, or take it
Those fading memories
Make no sense to me
How I could ever be
So carelessly
killing and torturing my body
Trying to survive when I should've been living
But those memories keep fading
And one day they won't exist
And one day they won't hurt
Until then I'll be waiting
