गीत :
Grade For The Memory Of Love

real, at least a telephone call home. Now my teachers they build this retaining wall of memory, all those multiple choices I answered so quickly and got my grades

son, of that there's no doubt. Tell us, is it you who are here for our good cheer? Or are we here for the glory, for the story, for the gory satisfaction

we were in love Were not in love anymore But somedays I sit and wish we was in one again Back in the days we were in love Were not in love anymore But

to work for me so you know who's the boss Working for me? I'm working for you. Feeling for me? I'm feeling for you You're feeling for me? I'm feeling for

used to make each other laugh and had each others back We had the same birthdays and shared the same dreams You used to love when I treated you for ice

real, at least a telephone call home. Now my teachers they build this retaining wall of memory, all those multiple choices I answered so quickly and got my grades