Voices ruining my mood and memories again.
It’d be fine if they never brought you up, I’d laugh and laugh and laugh, but they do.
They take these special moments from me and twist and pervert them into doubt and distrust.
Now I’ve tried my best to discard everything I feel, but still I’m here typing.
Like I said, if they didn’t say anything at all about you, I think I’d be okay.
I’d still look crazy, laughing hysterically and talking to myself,
But it’d be better than this.