Memoirs light the crack in my pipe

Misty crack head memoirs of the way we weren't

Scattered pictures of the whores we left behind

Bumps we gave to one another for the way we weren't

Can it be that it was all so simple then

Or has time rewritten every line

If we had the chance to do it all again, tell me, would we, could we

Memoirs may be beautiful and yet

What's too painful to remember

We simply choose to forget

So it's the laughter we will remember

Whenever we remember the way we weren't

The way we weren't

The whole Xiden family tries to use mental gymnastics, but their brains are all defective for one reason or another. I'm not even sure they actually use their brains, they simply have to say what they're told. Yet, some of them can't even do that very well.