Box Of Memories – Georgia Webster

I’ve got a box of memories under my bed
And when I take it out it messes with my head
Covered in the thickest coat of dust
You taste it when it opens up
Sometimes when I get lonely I dive deep inside
Dig through the polaroids and letters that I hide
From myself cause it’s so hard to see
The things that once held all of me

And ooh
Still got your picture
Torn in two
But I just can’t throw away
You
So I keep your memory in my room

Still got my ticket from the first movie we saw
With all our friends
How are they?
‘Cause I don’t know at all
Haven’t seen them since 2013
But they’re in my box of memories

And ooh
That ring is still as good as
New
But It’s at the bottom ’cause of
You
And it stays in my

Room with all the rest of these recollections
I know they’re dead but they ain’t in heaven
No they ain’t in heaven
Try to find any one good exception
I know I can but where have they been
Where have they been

I’ve got a box of memories under my bed
And when I take it out it messes with my head
But I do it anyways
So it all stays