Barron Duke - Memory Prison

#rnb #soul #powerballad Barron Duke - Memory Prison It was to be expected It all began back then Back when streaming hasn't even been invented yet And those born during her clubbing days Are out clubbing themselves today She's already got the best one If only he'd spoken up And started medical school What a fool! He thought they were a good match Because they are both Aries Because both have striking noses And could work as forklifts If they stood side by side What if? What if? In his mind It was clear to him That his dream with her was over And that he had to put an end To this fantasy land He just wanted to know why He's imprisoned for life In the prison of his mind From old chance encounters That lasted only a few seconds A love made up of fragments In the memory prison Hung up on her Never spoken to her Never seen her for more Than a few seconds Why was he so damn Hung up on her existence? Worshiping a shadow all these years He'd turned down prettier girls He usually spoke his mind And had a limited circle his whole life But why not with her? Perhaps, perhaps It was more appealing to want, rather than to have She isn't the same as back then She doesn't want to be reminded of her old self She'd moved on from what he was clinging to But without her he would have taken a different path It was clear to him That his dream with her was over And that he had to put an end To this fantasy friend He just wanted to know why He's imprisoned for life In the prison of his mind From old chance encounters That lasted only a few seconds A love made up of fragments In the memory prison Memory prison He had to break His promise next day She had a right to know it all He reflected on his past Intended to offer her a sense of reverence That would ease her anxiety But she was meant to understand what a positive impact her existence had had on him Only the memory mattered He didn't change just for himself But always for an inner audience: Her Every decision he made was accompanied by the thought: What if she sees? Each relationship was a comparison Each learned skill was an indirect gift To a girl who never asked for it Being stuck in the memory was necessary It was clear to him That his dream with her was over And that he had to put an end To this fantasy land He just wanted to know why He's imprisoned for life In the prison of his mind From old chance encounters That lasted only a few seconds A love made up of fragments In the memory prison Memory prison Memory prison Memory prison © Aight Track