Nostalgia Death

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Hak Baker - Pop, UK

Nostalgia Death

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[Intro] I'm waiting I'm lost You're lost And I found you I bow to you [Verse 1] Maybe go round these [?] These bold stories of greatness The glory of old pals Having the naughtiest of [?] And how we mob through the old town And did it all for a bit of status Living faster than the speed of sound That's how our mate Tom met his maker [Chorus] And if I ever chose to settle for this lucky [?] and I die sober Sometimes I miss my gran and spend the time I had just staring at her in the photos And if I had a time machine I'd go back her kitchen peeling her potatoes Couldn't wait to be a man when I should have been enjoying the time that God had gave us Now it's busting at the seams tryna get through the door Nostalgia [?] And it's had me from a teen tryna witness my fall Nostalgia is gold [Verse 2] And it's had me from a teen Turbulent behaviours on repeat Every situation that I meet Leaves me feeling like I'm Mr. Bean If I took you to the IOD Nutty lads as far the eye could see Infinite [?] [?] greatest victories [Chorus] And if I ever chose to settle for this lucky [?] and I die sober And there may not be no longevity in it but it's me and Julie's sofa I still ain't learned my lessons ever since they put the handcuffs on me in the Rover Couldn't wait to be a man when I should have been enjoying the time that God had gave us Now it's busting at the seams tryna get through the door Nostalgia [?] And it's had me from a teen tryna witness my fall Nostalgia is gold [Verse 2] And I miss it all I did it all Piss it all up the wall And I've been at school I've been a fool These memories are visceral And there bursting through the seams Tryna get through the door Nostalgia must go (go, go) [Outro] Nostalgia must go Exploring Nostalgia must go These vast acres of me Nostalgia must go Sipping lukewarm pleasantries Nostalgia must go From a bottomless jug Nostalgia must go The flickering of petty peoples eyes Upon the prize The prize Of doughy chested men We live another day The past is your fucking word I bow to you I bow to you I bow to you lord

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