Neverending Nostalgia

The house is calling
All the pictures
Awaken from the dead

How could I lose you
When I kept you
Locked inside my head

It's the little things
That get to me
They creep under my skin

A stranger that I've met before
Neverending nostalgia
Has taken me prisoner

The world around me
Looks so lovely
When it's being controlled

I found a poem
You wrote about me
Words that made me fold

It's the little things
That get to me
They creep under my skin

A stranger that I've met before
Neverending nostalgia
Has taken me prisoner
Has taken me prisoner
Has taken me prisoner



Credits
Writer(s): Larra Skye Baker
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