memory or tragedy   the only two ways out   a picture captures memory   or is it just paused tragedy   to look back on   they remind us that its over      i cant wait to look back on me now   look into my own eyes only to see   i failed all expectations   or were they just exaggerations   of a false realization of what i wanted to be      the flash went off   but my dreams werent captured in this moment   taken from my down falling life   what goes up must come down   but where does down go?      where will i be when this picture is next seen   will i be a star thats exploded   and people are just seeing the bright hope from the past   the picture smiles are fake and never last   what does the future hold for me?      the moments that draw blanks   are the ones that make you who you are   locked away but loaded   thats why we wish on shooting stars      ill die trying   ill die trying to forget this   ill try dying   ill try dying to forget this