Memory

And I miss the nights, winding down these Midwest roads we'd drive

To a different city and another shitty dive

But that's home to me, and every time that I close my eyes

I see those lights but now they're gone

It's empty and vacant, the hole this created is way too deep I know

But I'll sift through the wreckage, although I am damaged I'm far from broken

These days I just feel like I'm a memory, I'm distant and blurred out so you can't see

Every single thing that's tearing me apart on the inside, I'm not fine, it feels like

I'm fading away

I know that you can't see this sinking ship inside of me, but it's tearing me apart