Mystery Inc.

Oh no, it’s happening again
Stuck in the shower recalling attempts
At conversation

And now I'm hearing voices in my head
They’re telling me not to listen to them
That’s too much caffeine for today

I wish I could pick and choose
My memories and which ones to
Retain and which ones to remove

The bad ones, they stick like glue
They're the gum under the desk of the boy that I once knew
Who would’ve guessed that growing up
Meant that I would outgrow you?

The view is better now