Amnesia - Psykup

You need some time away

Where do we go?

What is this flow making us strangers, playing tricks on us?

Would you forget your life?

My face is gone.

Your heart turned to stone.

Where does this way lead?

The earthquake is near

Pictures on the wall, I’m not inside.

Like a black holen, my poison’s my cure.

Everyone waits for a day to come

I’ll forget to wait.

My poison’s my cure

Letters written in our blood.

My poison’s my cure and my own witness.

My poison’s my cure.

A man in the audience.

My poison’s my cure

Amnesia mortified.

My poison’s my cure

You left me no choice to escape

from this poison which is slowly suiciding me.

My face is gone.

I know…

Your left me no choice…

My poison’s my cure.