Nostalgia lyrics

by

Swain


Dirty hands, blistered feet
Playing in the sun but now we're feeling the heat
Summer in the suburbs, safe and sound
Knowing what it's like: nostalgia brings us down

Nostalgia burns

We've roamed the streets, always out of luck
The glory days, but now we're sobering up
Scraped our knees to the barren ground
It's only skin, but nostalgia keeps us down

Yet we still raise our fists to the heedless skies
We p*ss on god, our ethos never dies

Nostalgia burns
Nostalgia hurts
Nostalgia flirts
Nostalgia f*cks us up

Nostalgia burns
Nostalgia hurts
Nostalgia flirts
Nostalgia f*cks us up

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