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Remembering The Lost
The Fox's Den
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We were made to bear the cross
Forgot, shaken and tossed
The memories are the cost
Of remembering the lost
Under the store, thereโs an opening
Hopping from room to room
The yellow walls let no hope get in
Iโm hoping here
Iโm praying for an outcome
Where I somehow find a way out
Iโm afraid Iโm not alone
But thatโs besides the point
Iโm home now
I hadnโt the best life
But it came with zero complications
Now Iโm seeing therapists
While mapping out looping locations
This wasnโt my vocation
Wished to live a simple life
But thereโs nothing simple here
And Iโm afraid Iโm gonna die
Forge a path of my own making
That's the plan now
But the meaning gets a bit lost
When youโre twenty floors down
Back home, they had a saying โYouโre your own worst enemyโ
Remind me when we started taking sayings literally...
We were made to bear the cross
Forgot, shaken and tossed
The memories are the cost
Of remembering the lost
We had our lives until
We were made to sit so still
Like furniture that's filled
With the love of those we killed
Donโt move, sit still
Thereโs a chance you might feel ill
But donโt make the mistake of lashing out
Youโre too loud
And the voices echo out
Now, weโre a family here
What you had out there is only a reflection here
Of course, the mirrorโs distorted
Pack a bag, move on
And try to ignore it
The rooms misalign
Itโs all backwards like a damned stop sign
Of course, itโs no fault of mine
Itโs the way Iโm built
And Iโm not one for taking kind to changes, break and replaces
Guessing metaphors and stupid arrangements
My brain chemistry works the way itโs intended
Iโll show you the way, hope that you comprehend it
Stumbling through rooms and rooms and rooms and rooms
Slowly growing out of sync like Saturday morning cartoons
Like any rogue way, thereโs gonna be plenty of roadblocks
Weโre not to blame if it doesnโt look like Roblox
We were made to bear the cross
Forgot, shaken and tossed
The memories are the cost
Of remembering the
Misremembering seldom shakes people to the core
But the slender walls have given way to something more
In the neon glow, the buzzing of another view
If youโve heard it
Then it sure heard you.
We were made to bear the cross
Forgot, shaken and tossed
The memories are the cost
Of remembering the lost
We had our lives until
We were made to sit so still
Like furniture that's filled
With the love of those we killed
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