Gas Stations and Parking Lots

I have a problem with nostalgia
every memory is a lie
but I miss the summers back then
with the girls and how we got high
I miss how it feels to not have a plan
to let everything come and go

I hated school and much of the time
I hated myself but I still miss
how the air smelled of elderflowers
in the morning after the dance
I miss gas stations
and parking lots
and gas stations
and parking lots
and the nights
that made my days



Credits
Writer(s): Jan Niklas Jansen, Kaline Thyroff
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