Dillon Chase, Ashten Wellman - Memory Lane Lyrics

Night falls eyes crawl
Into the back of my mind stall
These thoughts take me off this sleep lost me I saw
How the wages cost me
They assault me
I’m flawed
Now I’m at the cross roads
Full of pot holes I call
Memory lane it ain’t the interstate way
Every trip that you will take
Pay the toll who can save your soul?
Pump the brakes on your imagination
The problem isn’t present stop the fascination
Find the exit you will wreck it in the rear view
And find that seconds turn to hours when it steers you
You'll take some turns, hop a curb, shift and swerve now they come 
Memories not meant to be instinctively break down someone
I know they come like a loaded gun 
Recollections of regret and shame
The podium of my soul becomes
A sad display of my deadly ways
Memory Lane
Then I remember the pain
Then I remember the stains
I’m feeling ashamed
I need a way
Out of the memory lane
I need an escape
Get out of my brain
Don't run back in the retrospective
You won't last in that intersection 
Past mistakes
In the grass like snakes
Take the pleasure from the present
Like some exes at your wedding
I’m able to reflect
Not to hang up my offense
Or lay down in the depths
Of the things that led to death
A scar is proof of the pain
But truly displays proof of the healing
Let the pictures framed from wicked days
Show bigger grace no ceiling
Memory Lane
Then I remember the pain
Then I remember the stains
I’m feeling ashamed
I need a way
Out of the memory lane
I need an escape
Get out of my brain
Memories of my enemies
And everything that would injure me
I’m not okay won’t pretend to be
I’m bout to break from the memory
The mind is a dangerous place
Sometimes you may end up a slave
Memory lane feeling ashamed
How will you ever escape
Give me amnesia
Sever that season
I don’t want see the
Face of my demons
What is the reason
I guess regret can effectively teach us
My debt is a credit in Jesus
Had to lose myself to know the joy
Of learning to treasure His Kingdom
You might go there but remember don’t stay
I know a lot a dreams that died out on memory lane
Memories of my enemies
And everything that would injure me
I’m not okay won’t pretend to be
I’m bout to break from the memory
Memories of my enemies
And everything that would injure me
I’m not okay won’t pretend to be
I’m bout to break from the memory

Night falls eyes crawl
Into the back of my mind stall
These thoughts take me off this sleep lost me I saw
How the wages cost me
They assault me
I’m flawed
Now I’m at the cross roads
Full of pot holes I call
Memory lane it ain’t the interstate way
Every trip that you will take
Pay the toll who can save your soul?
Pump the brakes on your imagination
The problem isn’t present stop the fascination
Find the exit you will wreck it in the rear view
And find that seconds turn to hours when it steers you
You'll take some turns, hop a curb, shift and swerve now they come 
Memories not meant to be instinctively break down someone
I know they come like a loaded gun 
Recollections of regret and shame
The podium of my soul becomes
A sad display of my deadly ways
Memory Lane
Then I remember the pain
Then I remember the stains
I’m feeling ashamed
I need a way
Out of the memory lane
I need an escape
Get out of my brain
Don't run back in the retrospective
You won't last in that intersection 
Past mistakes
In the grass like snakes
Take the pleasure from the present
Like some exes at your wedding
I’m able to reflect
Not to hang up my offense
Or lay down in the depths
Of the things that led to death
A scar is proof of the pain
But truly displays proof of the healing
Let the pictures framed from wicked days
Show bigger grace no ceiling
Memory Lane
Then I remember the pain
Then I remember the stains
I’m feeling ashamed
I need a way
Out of the memory lane
I need an escape
Get out of my brain
Memories of my enemies
And everything that would injure me
I’m not okay won’t pretend to be
I’m bout to break from the memory
The mind is a dangerous place
Sometimes you may end up a slave
Memory lane feeling ashamed
How will you ever escape
Give me amnesia
Sever that season
I don’t want see the
Face of my demons
What is the reason
I guess regret can effectively teach us
My debt is a credit in Jesus
Had to lose myself to know the joy
Of learning to treasure His Kingdom
You might go there but remember don’t stay
I know a lot a dreams that died out on memory lane
Memories of my enemies
And everything that would injure me
I’m not okay won’t pretend to be
I’m bout to break from the memory
Memories of my enemies
And everything that would injure me
I’m not okay won’t pretend to be
I’m bout to break from the memory