Nostalgia interminable
Hens
Endless Nostalgia
Endless nostalgia
The present feels like nothing, nothing
'Cause now in our park, there are other kids
For nothing
And this whiskey ain't hitting, I think I’m gonna order an Uber
To get back, I wanna go back
I wish there was a way
To get back, I wanna go back
When taking a drag, I’d run out of spit and that’s it
You didn’t wanna kiss me
When taking a few shots, my only brain cell was working
I couldn’t hear you
I wish there was a way
To get back, I wanna go back
Poor my parents
Thank God there are things they don’t know about
God won’t be to blame if they shut the gates of heaven
In my face
And this whiskey ain't hitting, I think I’m gonna order an Uber
To get back, I wanna go back
When taking a drag, I’d run out of spit and that’s it
You didn’t wanna kiss me
When taking a few shots, my only brain cell was working
You didn’t wanna kiss me
I couldn’t hear you
