Why do people like to draw
Out the past as if they're excluded
From those who've committed flaws?
Paint a mural of the lost seeking restoration but
All they find is hatred and a broken jaw
Never picked up those who fall
They just kick them
Believing you don't fix what was broken off
They add salt to their insults
We trying to live out the past
But they drag the ash of the committed faults
Getting tired of memories
A universal vault of felonies got them to lecture me
I bet when they sleep they dreaming of me
Heavenly
Violating their peace by thinking of me
Treachery
Measuring my sins but they can't measure my wins
They tryna find the measurement of the speck in my lids
While they got a plank as a unibrow of sins
Hypocrisy at its best
Call me out while your morality is out of bins
When there's nothing left
But the memories
They throw the old at me
I will do my best
To search for peace
They know the older me
Some of the memories that fell
Summoned the melodies that gave therapy as well
Sum up the remedies that tell everything I spell
The come up is many things but the victory I smell
Is tricky to my L's, we winning against hell
And those wishing my ill
When you knew me I was little
Immaturity filled my nineteen year old build
Empty with no fill, speaking petty was a thrill
Disappearing it take skill
Out of the scope, trying to mount outer and show
I won't allow her to grow
But God empower the low router that devoured the slope
Hope in the tower that knows we ain't no doubters or clones
We striking counters when they doubt us we ain't out of results
But I was out and about
They've forgotten my location but not my fallen accounts
They drew down my own enslavement to show her I was a clown
They don't see the restoration from ancient to new creation
The old is down for the count
When there's nothing left
But the memories
They throw the old at me
I will do my best
To search for peace
They know the older me
I'm new not old
And not a clone
Not the same cause I'm my own
When there's nothing left
But the memories
They throw the old at me
I will do my best
To search for peace
They know the older me
I'm new not old
And not a clone
Not the same cause I'm my own
When there's nothing left
But the memories
They throw the old at me
Bless - Memories (feat. ARI) Lyrics
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Why do people like to draw
Out the past as if they're excluded
From those who've committed flaws?
Paint a mural of the lost seeking restoration but
All they find is hatred and a broken jaw
Never picked up those who fall
They just kick them
Believing you don't fix what was broken off
They add salt to their insults
We trying to live out the past
But they drag the ash of the committed faults
Getting tired of memories
A universal vault of felonies got them to lecture me
I bet when they sleep they dreaming of me
Heavenly
Violating their peace by thinking of me
Treachery
Measuring my sins but they can't measure my wins
They tryna find the measurement of the speck in my lids
While they got a plank as a unibrow of sins
Hypocrisy at its best
Call me out while your morality is out of bins
When there's nothing left
But the memories
They throw the old at me
I will do my best
To search for peace
They know the older me
Some of the memories that fell
Summoned the melodies that gave therapy as well
Sum up the remedies that tell everything I spell
The come up is many things but the victory I smell
Is tricky to my L's, we winning against hell
And those wishing my ill
When you knew me I was little
Immaturity filled my nineteen year old build
Empty with no fill, speaking petty was a thrill
Disappearing it take skill
Out of the scope, trying to mount outer and show
I won't allow her to grow
But God empower the low router that devoured the slope
Hope in the tower that knows we ain't no doubters or clones
We striking counters when they doubt us we ain't out of results
But I was out and about
They've forgotten my location but not my fallen accounts
They drew down my own enslavement to show her I was a clown
They don't see the restoration from ancient to new creation
The old is down for the count
When there's nothing left
But the memories
They throw the old at me
I will do my best
To search for peace
They know the older me
I'm new not old
And not a clone
Not the same cause I'm my own
When there's nothing left
But the memories
They throw the old at me
I will do my best
To search for peace
They know the older me
I'm new not old
And not a clone
Not the same cause I'm my own
When there's nothing left
But the memories
They throw the old at me
Out the past as if they're excluded
From those who've committed flaws?
Paint a mural of the lost seeking restoration but
All they find is hatred and a broken jaw
Never picked up those who fall
They just kick them
Believing you don't fix what was broken off
They add salt to their insults
We trying to live out the past
But they drag the ash of the committed faults
Getting tired of memories
A universal vault of felonies got them to lecture me
I bet when they sleep they dreaming of me
Heavenly
Violating their peace by thinking of me
Treachery
Measuring my sins but they can't measure my wins
They tryna find the measurement of the speck in my lids
While they got a plank as a unibrow of sins
Hypocrisy at its best
Call me out while your morality is out of bins
When there's nothing left
But the memories
They throw the old at me
I will do my best
To search for peace
They know the older me
Some of the memories that fell
Summoned the melodies that gave therapy as well
Sum up the remedies that tell everything I spell
The come up is many things but the victory I smell
Is tricky to my L's, we winning against hell
And those wishing my ill
When you knew me I was little
Immaturity filled my nineteen year old build
Empty with no fill, speaking petty was a thrill
Disappearing it take skill
Out of the scope, trying to mount outer and show
I won't allow her to grow
But God empower the low router that devoured the slope
Hope in the tower that knows we ain't no doubters or clones
We striking counters when they doubt us we ain't out of results
But I was out and about
They've forgotten my location but not my fallen accounts
They drew down my own enslavement to show her I was a clown
They don't see the restoration from ancient to new creation
The old is down for the count
When there's nothing left
But the memories
They throw the old at me
I will do my best
To search for peace
They know the older me
I'm new not old
And not a clone
Not the same cause I'm my own
When there's nothing left
But the memories
They throw the old at me
I will do my best
To search for peace
They know the older me
I'm new not old
And not a clone
Not the same cause I'm my own
When there's nothing left
But the memories
They throw the old at me
Writer: Nathaniel Torres
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