Move real fast Try to shake the curse of the Past Conjured up by the loosest of lips Not sure I'm fast enough Not sure I'm quick enough Not sure I can shake this bullseye From my back Dirty minds make dirty words Idles hands make worried nerves We are nostalgia proof No proof of nostalgia in here (ah ah) The past means nothing, The present, The future, is feared Post feeling post thought Post everything you got When you really think about it Everything to think has been thought Dirty minds make dirty words Idles hands make worried nerves Filthy minds think blurry curves Masochists with mercy words Nostalgia (ah ah) Nostalgia (ah ah) Nostalgia (ah ah) We are nostalgia proof No proof of nostalgia in here The past means nothing, The present, the future, is feared We are nostalgia proof No proof of nostalgia in here The past means nothing, The present, the future, is feared Re-writing history with invisible ink Then we set it on fire