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nostalgia lies - pavlov's house lyrics

nostalgia only lies to you and hides the truth
memories of better days but back then you were crying too, don’t buy in to
that tint of rose, you sniffed a whiff that tricked your nose
and now you’re missing those who only used to make you p*ss and moan and wish they’d go
nostalgia’s just a bunch of sh*t
all these 1960s kids nostalgic for the london blitz
how dumb it is
it’s scuffed knees, gym clothes, your bag of pack lunches
but it just means jim crow to maga*hat bunches
nostalgia can be weaponised
gentrified, leading cause of genocide
nostalgia got them terrified
nostalgia got the twitching curtain, in reversion
forgottеn friend or missing person, isn’t certain
nostalgia makе you overthink, go to drink, text an ex to go and link
then depressed and going shrink
nostalgia’s not an exit from the dreaded sh*t we’re shackled to
they just call it retro then they’re selling it right back at you

nostalgia lies, nostalgia lies to ya
behold the lies, it’s no surprise to ya
with goldeneyes, we’re throwing knives thru ya
these older*times, they’re all just like newer

nostalgic grown folk are on pokémon
reciting lines from obi*wan
this the sh*t they mostly on
or reminisce when radio would have a f*cking mosley on
tryna look younger wonder where the f*cking goatee gone
thunderbirds and turtle days
70s punks with their swastikas not circled*a’s
the f*ck is that?
circulate the purple haze, back in school
had to pull our cash together just to buy the saddest draw
nostalgic for the drinking, vomiting and crying
anxiety inside that keeps on telling you you’re dying
lying what your life was like, you yearn for the past
never learn from the past
that school disco sh*t, the return of the mack
and cotton*eye joe with a rotten*type flow
but what am i tho?
skin and regrets, little depressed, living a mess, giving me stress, didn’t get dressed, fill in the rest
f*ck it tho, still at my best

nostalgia lies, nostalgia lies to ya
behold the lies, it’s no surprise to ya
with goldeneyes, we’re throwing knives thru ya
these older*times, they’re all just like newer

nostalgia got you desperate, breaking down on everyday
crying to a song you never rated anyway
deja vu is coming back anyday
nostalgia got you wondering what all your old love letters say
you should just let em stay, packed up hands off
like those old holiday snaps on your laptops
nostalgic for the starry nights, nostalgic for the van goghs
skepta and jme video backdrops
nostalgic for the plans lost, the hmms and the what*ifs
nostalgia got you missing all those pr*cks in the office
getting thru i said to you, nostalgia be the death of you?
nostalgic for asbestos, guess what, chest cough every breath or two
nostalgic for the top*hat n monocle
chimney sweeps coming back is not that improbable
nostalgic for the flatcap or snapback canonical
nostalgic for the days a future was still looking possible

- pavlovs house lyrics

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