Letra Nostalgia Bryce Vine

Nostalgia

(Runnin', runnin' back, runnin' back to nostalgia)
(Runnin', runnin' back, runnin' back)

Last night I had a dream
Shit was crazy vivid like a memory
Rollin' up the covers of a magazine
Smokin' in your parents' whip with salmon seats
Lit like we were seventeen
Green Day on the radio, drivin' with nowhere to go
Friday watchin' Friday, had it my way, I would never grow up
We were young and we were dumb and in love (Young, dumb, and in love)

Yeah, yeah, yeah, makin' out in the livin' room
Yeah, yeah, yeah, sneakin' out never difficult
Cold outside, skinny dippin' in a swimmin' pool
Life's so wild, been a while

Since I put my fuckin' phone down and slowed down
I don't wanna be alone now, not now
Wanna run, wanna run, run it back, the nostalgia, yeah
Let me put my fuckin' phone down and slow down
I don't wanna be alone now, not now
Wanna run, wanna run, run it back to nostalgia

I miss bein' broke, I miss that vanilla in my Coke
Colors in my head, I get philosophic when I smoke
I should probably hit this party, get it poppin' 'cause I don't
Do this often like I used to back when Luda had a fro

Yeah, yeah, yeah, makin' out in the livin' room
Yeah, yeah, yeah, sneakin' out never difficult
Cold outside, skinny dippin' in a swimmin' pool
Life's so wild, been a while since

I put my fuckin' phone down and slow down
I don't wanna be alone now, not now
Wanna run, wanna run, run it back, the nostalgia, yeah
Let me put my fuckin' phone down and slow down
I don't wanna be alone now, not now
Wanna run, wanna run, run it back to nostalgia

(Runnin', runnin' back, runnin' back to nostalgia)
(Runnin', runnin' back, runnin' back)
Wanna run, wanna run, run it back to nostalgia

(Runnin', runnin' back, runnin' back to nostalgia)
(Runnin', runnin' back, runnin' back)
Wanna run, wanna run, run it back to nostalgia