To Be Forgotten

I'm choosing words that seem to be forgotten

As I use them

These are the same words that let me be forgiven

The minute I choose them

So I won't try, try, try to sell my advice

'Cause it's meant to be forgotten

The minute you try

The lies take the place of advice

But I can't say if I'm awake

Like I say we're built that way

Where I'm from

An extension of Lacan's way

A mirror stage of disappointment

Where you're from

Give me a clue when these words were written

In reference to use them

So when they're gone they intend to be forgotten

The minute you choose them

There's not much point accepting your advice

Like oh, to be forgotten

'Cause it only takes two minutes for you

To change your mind

But I can't say if I'm awake

Like I say we're built that way

Where I'm from

An extension of Lacan's way

A mirror stage of disappointment

Where you're from

I can't say if I'm awake

Like I say we're built that way

Where I'm from

An extension of Lacan's way

A mirror stage of disappointment

Where you're from