Memories

I'm just a memory To all the people that are dissing me This illusion of friendship's history Oh it's so clear to me Why are you missing me Don't think about what we used to be It turned around in full degree Oh it's so clear to me Oh everybody's got their hats pulled over their heads Their fingers writing hate while their laying in their beds Attack on the weak the internet said Its the end of us and we're all dead Why do they think its neat To walk tough on an empty street No strangers that they want to meet Oh it's not clear to me Why do they think its right To let it go every night Be somebody under those dark lights Oh it doesn't seem right Oh everybody's got their hats pulled over their heads Their fingers writing hate while their laying in their beds Attack on the weak the internet said Its the end of us and we're all dead