Flashback cars will pass us by
Spitting in the lids of our eyes
The death of loved ones, the taste of rye
The battle we know, that we cannot fight (uh-huh)
Memorabilia, oh why oh why
Stuck on the fridge collecting dust through the nights
I know in a minute, I'll join them in time
So come memory, fade now, oh my oh my
Stupid kids drinking rum and rye
Hole in the head now won't survive
Just forget about taking a flight
Memory fades now alright alright
Blood on my hands, its time to die
Memorabilia, oh why oh why
Stuck on the fridge collecting dust through the nights
I know in a minute, I'll join them in time
So come memory, fade now, oh my oh my
Memorabilia, the Trash You Are (feat. Camoufleur) Video (MV)
The Broken E Strings - Memorabilia, the Trash You Are (feat. Camoufleur) Lyrics
We currently do not have these lyrics.
If you would like to submit them, please use the form below.
We currently do not have these lyrics.
If you would like to submit them, please use the form below.
Flashback cars will pass us by
Spitting in the lids of our eyes
The death of loved ones, the taste of rye
The battle we know, that we cannot fight (uh-huh)
Memorabilia, oh why oh why
Stuck on the fridge collecting dust through the nights
I know in a minute, I'll join them in time
So come memory, fade now, oh my oh my
Stupid kids drinking rum and rye
Hole in the head now won't survive
Just forget about taking a flight
Memory fades now alright alright
Blood on my hands, its time to die
Memorabilia, oh why oh why
Stuck on the fridge collecting dust through the nights
I know in a minute, I'll join them in time
So come memory, fade now, oh my oh my
Spitting in the lids of our eyes
The death of loved ones, the taste of rye
The battle we know, that we cannot fight (uh-huh)
Memorabilia, oh why oh why
Stuck on the fridge collecting dust through the nights
I know in a minute, I'll join them in time
So come memory, fade now, oh my oh my
Stupid kids drinking rum and rye
Hole in the head now won't survive
Just forget about taking a flight
Memory fades now alright alright
Blood on my hands, its time to die
Memorabilia, oh why oh why
Stuck on the fridge collecting dust through the nights
I know in a minute, I'll join them in time
So come memory, fade now, oh my oh my
Writer: Will Dozier
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid