All the old memories

Years gone by and still
I wonder if something
Will never changer
All the old memories
All the old fears
And no one can't hear me

Some people can be bad
Some people can be mad
And no one can't hear me

There's a killer in every one
Waiting for the moon
Waiting for the wolf's howl

And now the time scape of my hands
All the old memories
All the old fears
And no one can't hear me

You can't feel my hate
Trying kill me all the time

Sometimes I have bad dreams
I try don't remember for don't make come true

I grip hands with strength
But the time carry on scape slowing of my hands