Amnesia - R I T U A L, Chester Watson

If you don’t feel enough

Why don’t you show it?

Not asking you to build me up

But baby don’t brake it down

The things that I do for love

I hate that you notice

I hope you don’t notice

This is fucking amnesia

Praying that I won’t see her

Every time I close my eyes, eyes

Don’t wanna cover up

But the cracks keep showing

Don’t ever talk to me about trust

I would never let the word get out

That the thing that you thought was love

Won’t ever surface

I hope she don’t notice

This is fucking amnesia

Praying that I won’t see her

Every time I close my eyes, eyes

This is fucking amnesia

Praying that I won’t see her

Every time I close my eyes, eyes

What is fake, something I can’t relate to

Hard for me to do it even though I want to hate you

I can’t erase you, I missed the memo

You drive me crazy like John Dixon at the demos

A real nympho, was an infant before smoking endo

Now only a bitch with some issues

I wish I swore I didn’t kiss you

But I did and now there’s no more touching

Judge me, scream, scorn and crying just for love me

The cosmos of this scene is borderline ugly

And what an understatement was that

Got your foot in your mouth and your brain in the vat

Damn, e even make it dangerous to chat

Trying to solve things well how aimless is that

See, my sanity has gone down the drain, down the hatch

And you’re lying but I’m not willing to stay for the catch

This is fucking amnesia

Praying that I won’t see her

Every time I close my eyes, eyes

This is fucking amnesia

Praying that I won’t see her

Every time I close my eyes, eyes

I can’t erase you