I'm feeling the lack of
Fresh leather white Chucks
Sweet, sweet nostalgia
It's all on my mind
But there's this dynamic, I try not to panic
But I think I'm empty deep down inside
I numb it with Smash Bros
And movies by Hasbro
It works every time
(But I'm getting)
Tired of everything's that's trying to make me feel complete
It's nothing but lazy 80's references and Atari graphic tees
None of it makes me feel alright
There's no filling up this void inside
So put me back to sleep with sweet nostalgia
Subjected to daytime TV in the 90's
And bullies who told me I wasn't enough
Now each conversation is seasoned with crippling anxiety
Welcome to growing up
I'd love to work through all this damage and heartbreak
But I just can't access that deep in my mind
So I flip my queue back to age twenty-two
And I dream back in time
(But I'm getting)
Tired of everything's that's trying to make me feel complete
It's nothing but lazy 80's references and Atari graphic tees
None of it makes me feel alright
There's no filling up this void inside
So put me back to sleep with sweet nostalgia
Hey, I swear that it's all working out
Wait, I thought that I'd be happy by now
Bury me in DVD's that push all the pain down
Down, down, down
I'm so tired of all this loneliness pervading everything
I'm saying we only feel connected when we've both seen Stranger Things
Maybe someday I'll be alright
And something will fill this void inside
But I'm sick and tired of everything's that's supposed to make us all feel seen
We're streaming the remakes of our childhood but we're crying ourselves to sleep
None of it makes us feel alright
There's no filling up this void inside
So put me back to sleep with sweet nostalgia