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letra de bad memories - curtis foster

[hook]
bad memory
it won’t let me be
oh lend me time tonight
time tonight
sweet reverie
just let me be alone tonight
-one tonight, yeah

[verse 1]
i got these memories sucking life from the inner me
my energy’s depleted, so please just let it be
until the end of my time, until i’m dead and buried
’til i’m settled there in the dirt and grime, i’m forever wary
i can’t seem to find the words to share to express
the shame on my shirt sleeve that i wear in distress
yes, i’m aware it’s a mess
no, i need no more care or no less
i’m fed up with the stress, i left it behind
i decline, no more i’ll digest
[hook]
bad memory (they keep on coming’)
it won’t let me be (feels like i’m fallin’)
oh lend me time tonight (i’m outta)
time tonight (wish i could)
sweet reverie (can you just)
just let me be alone tonight (oh oh oh oh oh)
-one tonight (oh oh oh oh oh)
yeah

[verse 2]
i’m finicky, my fingers fidgeting constantly
holding out for honesty to drop like a bomb in modesty
comets be shooting overhead, but i don’t wish on shooting stars
if i did, i’d wish in my city they’d stop shooting these cars
taking innocents out of this world, but not to the moon or mars
off to what comes after the clap of that balloon when it pops
it’s wishful thinking tossing a copper-tinted lincoln
into the water, watch it sinking down
hoping that god’ll think about it
but i’m not sure what to believe, instead i drink about it
three or more, i seek the course that’s sure to get my thinking clouded
like hot potato, you can pass that judgment all you like
what you tryna play tho, like you never had a f-ckin’ vice?
got a lotta mud to mine, i ‘on wanna be stuck in time
only got one life to live, don’t got a b-tton to rewind
so i’mma just give it a hunnid
temper is up like it slipped out the oven
cut out the bull but ya mouth is still running
go ahead ’n take that sh-t back, i don’t want it
[hook]
bad memory (they keep on coming’)
it won’t let me be (feels like i’m fallin’)
oh lend me time tonight (i’m outta)
time tonight (wish i could)
sweet reverie (can you just)
just let me be alone tonight (oh oh oh oh oh)
-one tonight (oh oh oh oh oh)
yeah

[verse 3]
so god, are you listening? can you hear me?
i don’t know what to believe in anymore, i don’t see clearly
i got these people surrounding me, they ain’t actin’ sincerely
i think they wanna see me fall at any cost involved
in a manner of acting severely, now i’m
splittin’ hairs, pickin’ strands apart at the ends of ‘em
swinging back and forth in my contemplation like a pendulum
shiver, shaking, i’m waiting in the grip of this bitter, wicked wind
i see the window to a better road, but i’m squinting, it’s got tints on it
i’m skipping stones on the water just ‘cause i can’t seem to get a grip
i’m tryin’ to pen a script, but i’ve been doubtful about my penmanship
with every step i’m destined to end up out in a crowd of perfectionists
my goal was only knowing that i would compose what i wrote with messages
some substance, nothing to f-ck with like i’m celibate, no undressing it
no stripping it down, no microscope to decode it and no checking it
but it’s getting frigid out in the cold, man
i’m outside and the door’s wide open
take one foot forward towards that warmth but it’s gone when i hear that door slam

- curtis foster

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