[Chorus]

Girls just want to have fun

Guys just want to have fun

Everybody wants a hole in one

But, nobody will take a shot

Time to take a stop and think

Do you even stop and think? x2

[Verse 1]

If I'm honest I'm the worst offender

This game of Ender's is a test

To show if I'm best to be front and center

I'm no dissenter, take a seat as soon as I enter

Venture inside of my mental

You'll see that I'm not essential

That's not the way that I should think though

Eventually would sink so low

And there's no need to be so, morbid

Of course, when you're a part of this force

There will be times

That you see no reason or rhyme

Just keep the peace in your mind

Taking it two weeks at a time

We need to slow it down

Because once it is appointed

We don't get another go around

Going through motions isn't how supposed to be

So hopefully, we can find the time

To rewind our minds, openly

Moments where memories are melancholy but joyous still

Several thoughts that we destroy and build

It's all a process

Give it some time to digest, and progress

Get something off of your chest

And take some time to reflect

[Chorus]

[Verse 2]

Rather not go and take a trip on that memory lane

Riddled with bridges that never took to the flame

And by this time they probably don't look the same

Covered in shame and weathered from rain

Dangerous to traverse again

But it's half past time to climb out of the vines

And find a prime reason to reread the lines

And revisit the visuals, where choices were pivotal

And picture it like yesterday

No way that this is mythical

But if you never think about it, maybe it just might fade

Maybe get lost in all these dark nights, and bright days

With oh well's, and might say's, could have's and have not's

No backdrops, just backslidden, with a harlequin mascot

And a Frederick Jones ascot, tell the gang it's a mystery

No clue on how to solve it, the older you is history

Seriously this series is overflowing with repeats

I reflect and rewind, then decline to delete, my memories