camera roll کے بول

Don't go through your camera roll So much you don't know That you forgotten What a trip, the way you can flip Through all the good parts of it I shouldn't have done it Chronological order And nothing but torture Scroll too far back, that's what you get I don't wanna see 'em, but I can't delete 'em It just doesn't feel right yet, not yet All the best, that's all that's left Cruel evidence, it does me no favors I should know, it's a place not to go When I'm alone, I'll just feel bad later Chronological order And nothing but torture Scroll too far back, that's what you get I don't wanna see 'em, but I can't delete 'em It just doesn't feel right yet, not yet Hmm Look at me, I'm living all alone God, you're only living in my phone Anyway, thanks For all the nights and the days And everything that you gave I'll never erase it There's one where we look so in love Before we lost all the Sun And I made you take it