Memories by Robstar Lyrics
[Pre-Chorus]
Yah, yah, yah
[Chorus]
In my memories I see you staring back at me
I see everything you wanted all that I could be
Everything that I wasn't and everything you'd need
But I saw everything you hated and that thing was me
In my memories I see me staring back at me
I see blood dripping down my wrist call it therapy
Said that you just wanted one kiss I call it fantasy
You're the monster in my closet and I know you see
[Bridge]
It ain't right, not tonight, I don't feel like losing my soul
I've been trapped inside your mind, and I don't know where Imma go
[Verse]
I don't feel like being fed to the vultures, looking like a corpse cause my face is drained of colour
But I ain't dead even though I should be under, from the backstabs of those that you thought were a lover
What's the fucking point of being myself if everybody hates me?
What's the fucking point of killing myself if you've been wishing I was dead lately?
[Pre-Chorus]
Yah, yah, yah
[Chorus]
In my memories I see you staring back at me
I see everything you wanted all that I could be
Everything that I wasn't and everything you'd need
But I saw everything you hated and that thing was me
In my memories I see me staring back at me
I see blood dripping down my wrist call it therapy
Said that you just wanted one kiss I call it fantasy
You're the monster in my closet and I know you see
Yah, yah, yah
[Chorus]
In my memories I see you staring back at me
I see everything you wanted all that I could be
Everything that I wasn't and everything you'd need
But I saw everything you hated and that thing was me
In my memories I see me staring back at me
I see blood dripping down my wrist call it therapy
Said that you just wanted one kiss I call it fantasy
You're the monster in my closet and I know you see
[Bridge]
It ain't right, not tonight, I don't feel like losing my soul
I've been trapped inside your mind, and I don't know where Imma go
[Verse]
I don't feel like being fed to the vultures, looking like a corpse cause my face is drained of colour
But I ain't dead even though I should be under, from the backstabs of those that you thought were a lover
What's the fucking point of being myself if everybody hates me?
What's the fucking point of killing myself if you've been wishing I was dead lately?
[Pre-Chorus]
Yah, yah, yah
[Chorus]
In my memories I see you staring back at me
I see everything you wanted all that I could be
Everything that I wasn't and everything you'd need
But I saw everything you hated and that thing was me
In my memories I see me staring back at me
I see blood dripping down my wrist call it therapy
Said that you just wanted one kiss I call it fantasy
You're the monster in my closet and I know you see