Nostalgia bestowed by my dad
Romanticizing what we had
Scribbled notes torn from my pad
Cuz I know you'll over react
I'll be there before
You'll just never know
I'm under the snow
I'll let you step on me
Your touch
Never gets old
I'll never get home
Drink myself to death
On my brothers boat
You can jump in the canal
You can get your brains blown out
That won't stop the here and now
You'll be the star for a a half hour
I'll disappear into the crowd
I'll reappear as someone else
More sex appeal
A bigger house
Is it still weird to be aroused
Nostalgia bestowed by my dad
Romanticizing what we had
Scribbled notes torn from my pad
Cuz I know you'll over react
Nostalgia bestowed by my dad
Romanticizing what we had
Scribbled notes torn from my pad
Cuz I know you'll over react