Epiphany ft. Two Thirds & Feint

Forced amnesia, an epiphany won’t see ya
Forced amnesia, an epiphany won’t see ya
Trying to remember all the things I said
Forced amnesia, an epiphany won’t see ya
He’s remembered everything and now I’m dead

I took
I took your memories...

He’s been tossing and turning all day in his bed
Trying to remember all the things I said
Forced amnesia, an epiphany won’t see ya
I didn’t even look twice at his bleeding head
After all the unspeakable things he said
Forced amnesia, an epiphany won’t see ya

It’s been a week and I can’t get it out of my head
How he lost his mind when I fought instead
Forced amnesia, an epiphany won’t see ya
Pounding on my front door, wait, I thought he’d forget
He’s remembered everything and now I’m dead
Now I'm dead
He’s remembered everything and now I’m dead

Forced amnesia, an epiphany won’t see ya
Forced amnesia, an epiphany won’t see ya
Trying to remember all the things I said
Forced amnesia, an epiphany won’t see ya
He’s remembered everything and now I’m dead

I took
I took your memories

Forced amnesia, an epiphany won’t see ya
I've remembered everything and now he's dead
Forced amnesia, an epiphany won’t see ya...

He’s been tossing and turning all day in his bed
Trying to remember all the things I said
Forced amnesia, an epiphany won’t see ya

I didn’t even look twice at his bleeding head
After all the unspeakable things he said
Forced amnesia, an epiphany won’t see ya

It’s been a week and I can’t get it out of my head
How he lost his mind when I fought instead
Forced amnesia, an epiphany won’t see ya

Pounding on my front door, wait, I thought he’d forget
He’s remembered everything and now I’m dead

Ft epifania. Dois terços e Feint

Eu tomei as suas memórias ...
Ele foi jogar e virar durante todo o dia em sua cama
Tentando lembrar de todas as coisas que eu disse
(Amnésia forçada, uma epifania não verá ya)
Eu nem sequer olhar duas vezes em sua cabeça sangramento
Depois de todas as coisas inexprimíveis que ele disse
(Forçado amnésia ....)
Tem sido uma semana e eu não posso tirar isso da minha cabeça
Como ele perdeu a cabeça quando eu lutei vez
(Forçado ...)
Batendo na minha porta da frente, espere, eu pensei que ele iria esquecer
Ele se lembrava de tudo e agora eu estou morto

Composição: Veela