False Memories

Ooh, ooh
Just another memory
Ooh, ooh
Just another memory
Sirens hanging thick upon the wall
Noting the connections I recall
Feel my being slip into the mould
Is it just the instinct, trained to dig the hole?
Go, go, go, take another picture
See a face that you know is a piece of glass
Like the widow in a dying garden
Go, go, go, take another corner
How divine to cruelly submit oneself
To the monster in a flimsy cage
Sirens hanging thick upon the wall
Noting the connections I recall
Feel my being slip into the mould
Is it just the instinct, trained to dig the hole?