Fauxtographic Memory - The Color Morale

There are things that I’m dying to tell you

About things that are killing me to say

I know that I don’t want to lose you

But we both know I’ll push you away

Fauxtographic memory, a mind that’s still developing

I turn my back on all I see cause everything feels make believe

You tried to stay, I made you leave and made the world give up on me

I can’t accept reality cause everything feels make believe

I keep swallowing the hell so you don’t stomach it

From what it’s like to be around someone that lives like this

I keep losing sleep in beds still made from soaking sheets

And I’m still haunted by the ghosts of people still breathing

I already hate the words, they’re not a thing we even share

Stop looking for a metaphor, it isn’t there

Fauxtographic memory, a mind that’s still developing

I turn my back on all I see cause everything feels make believe

You tried to stay, I made you leave and made the world give up on me

I can’t accept reality cause everything feels make believe

You’re wasting away

You’ll have to learn to love within

You’ll have to learn to live without

You’re wasting away

You’ll have to learn to love within

You’ll have to learn to live without

You’re wasting away

Fauxtographic memory, a mind that’s still developing

I turn my back on all I see cause everything feels make believe

You tried to stay, I made you leave and made the world give up on me

I can’t accept reality cause everything feels make believe