
(Memory) Eraser
by George Bird
[Introduction (Spoken)]
I like way too many things and then it results in me getting all confused, flustered and hung-up running from one falling star to another one until I drop yet again and again. It's an endless and continuous cycle of falling. Falling from the sky. Sky falling.
[Verse 1]
Do you remember the good old days?
Is it funny how the memories start to erase?
Erase the memories like chemotherapy /
Back in the day before we all became slaves to society /
Before we had anxiety /
When we actually had privacy /
And now we all suffer from sobriety /
[Pre-Chorus]
Those dreams you had /
Being a dream chaser /
(Being a dream chaser)
Wait, no /
You're just a memory eraser /
(You're just a memory eraser)
[Chorus 1]
I keep on running /
Running from something bigger than me /
I know it's hard to believe /
And that you may misconceive me /
Librium for the anxiety /
(Drinking it until our society is fixed)
Librium for the anxiety /
(Drinking it until our society is fixed)
[Verse 2]
Living out a total misconception /
Reality is a false perception /
People are out there overdosing on inspiration /
And it's because of the common miscommunication /
[Pre-Chorus]
Those dreams you had /
Being a dream chaser /
Being a dream chaser /
Wait, no /
You're just a memory eraser /
You're just a memory eraser /
[Chorus 2]
[Verse 3]
Do you remember the good old days?
Erase the memories like chemotherapy /
Back in the day before we all became slaves to society /
And now we all suffer from sobriety /
[Pre-Chorus]
Those dreams you had /
Being a dream chaser /
Being a dream chaser /
Wait, no /
You're just a memory eraser /
You're just a memory eraser /
[Chorus 3]
I keep on running /
Running from something bigger than me /
I know it's hard to believe /
And that you may misconceive me /
Librium for the anxiety /
(Drinking it until our society is fixed)
Librium for the anxiety /
(Drinking it until our society is fixed)
[Outro (Spoken)]
I like way too many things and then it results in me getting all confused, flustered and hung-up running from one falling star to another one until I drop yet again and again. It's an endless and continuous cycle of falling. Falling from the sky. Falling in a free fall down to Earth. Sky falling.
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