Letra de Selective Memories

Rock, paper, scissors, gun? Forgot my courage, bought some Easy times and good time won Is that why you think too much? Remember how much we laughed But those selective memories are Easy tools to stop us from thinking about now so! Wooooo next time i'll know If this shit will get done Remember that promise to yourself But that feeling's still stuck and bit by bit it rears up But it's time to look up 'cause what choice have i got? It was like it was etched in the sky Plain to see for you and i