Consciously, you've forgotten it.
That's the way the human mind works.
Whenever something is too unpleasant, to shameful for us
to entertain, we reject it.
We erase it from our memories.
But the imprint is always there.
The pain that grips you
The fear that binds you
Please don't be afraid
When the darkness fades away
The dawn will break the silence
Screaming in our hearts
Before I try to fight the truth my final time
"We're supposed to try and be real.
And I feel alone, and we're not together. And that is real."
Can't wash it all away
Can't cry it all away
Can't scratch it all away...
"But the imprint is always there. Nothing is ever really forgotten."