Your past - It feels like there's always this thick fog over my memory And I can't see through it - You're lucky, every single day I get screwed by my memories - You don't talk about that stuff, huh? - What? - Your past - I don't remember much Just fragments, bits and pieces It feels like there's always this thick fog over my memory And I can't see through it - You're lucky, every single day I get screwed by my memories Remember me You're lucky, every single day I get screwed by my memories