Maranta, Людмила Соколова

Memories

Memories
You are in my arms - these are memories
Your number on the note is a memory

Please, stay in this for me
Feelies. I get burned, but quickly forget and freeze
In hopes that this will end
And the fireflies from my dreams can lead me home

Your love your love your love
I got lost in it

Memories
I would burn all those fucking memories
I would seal them in an envelope
And throw them away to hell with all bad memories
Feelies
You know you can choke on your fucking feelies
And freeze somewhere far from yourself. it's all bad memories

Your love your love your love
I got lost in it

I take off as fast as I fall down to sleep
Because sometimes it hurts me and I try to forget about it
And it helps for a while
I'm trying to grow my own wings, I'll be free
And happy to feel that i managed forget about all
Fireflies are waiting at home
And maybe your love

Your love in my memories
Your love