It happens, this shit happens all the time
Some crazy motherfuckin' thoughts in mind
They start to disappear from any sight
I need to note in anything I find

Desperation takes all over my heart
So I feel the tension right in the start
A drop of sweat start falling like a star
I start to hate everything that you are

Wish I could remember
The sweet taste of amber
In every December
In every end of year

I hate forgetting things
I feel like an angel
But I don't have the wings
This is so shameful
Can't remember your voice
I hate it so much
I don't have any choice
I don't have any love

I hate forgetting things
I hate forgetting things
I hate forgetting things
I hate forgetting things

I think I'm having amnesia
Or having any kind of alzheimer
I hate when I lose a great idea
I have to reach spots just like a climber

I feel losing the connections inside
Like some memories abandoning me
I wish I could show I don't always cry
When I forget I lose dignity

Wish I could remember
The sweet taste of amber
In every December
In every end of year

I hate forgetting things
I feel like an angel
But I don't have the wings
This is so shameful
Can't remember your voice
I hate it so much
I don't have any choice
I don't have any love

I hate forgetting things
I hate forgetting things
I hate forgetting things
I hate forgetting things

I want to open my mind
Know myself from the inside
And all I ask is your help
I can't remember so well
I have to focus in now
In a heart screaming out loud
I can't keep on forgetting
All these things that you're letting

I hate forgetting things
I feel like an angel
But I don't have the wings
This is so shameful
Can't remember your voice
I hate it so much
I don't have any choice
I don't have any love

I hate forgetting things
I hate forgetting things
I hate forgetting things
I hate forgetting things

I hate forgetting things
I hate forgetting things
Wish I could remember
The sweet taste of amber
I hate forgetting things
I hate forgetting things
In every December
In every end of year
I hate forgetting things
I hate forgetting things
Wish I could remember
The sweet taste of amber
I hate forgetting things
I hate forgetting things
In every December
In every end of year

I
Hate
Forgetting
Things

Ha