Nostalgia only lies to you and hides the truth
Memories of better days but back then you were crying too, don't buy in to
That tint of rose, you sniffed a whiff that tricked your nose
And now you're missing those who only used to make you piss and moan and wish they'd go
Nostalgia's just a bunch of shit
All these 1960s kids nostalgic for the London Blitz
How dumb it is
It's scuffed knees, gym clothes, your bag of pack lunches
But it just means Jim Crow to MAGA-hat bunches
Nostalgia can be weaponised
Gentrified, leading cause of genocide
Nostalgia got them terrified
Nostalgia got the twitching curtain, in reversion
Forgotten friend or missing person, isn't certain
Nostalgia make you overthink, go to drink, text an ex to go and link
Then depressed and going shrink
Nostalgia's not an exit from the dreaded shit we're shackled to
They just call it retro then they're selling it right back at you


Nostalgia lies, nostalgia lies to ya
Behold the lies, it's no surprise to ya
With Goldeneyes, we're throwing knives thru ya
These Older-times, they're all just like Newer


Nostalgic grown folk are on Pokémon
Reciting lines from Obi-Wan
This the shit they mostly on
Or reminisce when radio would have a fucking Mosley on
Tryna look younger wonder where the fucking goatee gone
Thunderbirds and Turtle days
70s punks with their swastikas not circled-A's,
The fuck is that?
Circulate the purple haze, back in school
Had to pull our cash together just to buy the saddest draw
Nostalgic for the drinking, vomiting and crying
Anxiety inside that keeps on telling you you're dying
Lying what your life was like, you yearn for the past
Never learn from the past
That school disco shit, the Return of the Mack
And Cotton-Eye Joe with a rotten-type flow
But what am I tho?
Skin and regrets, little depressed, living a mess, giving me stress, didn't get dressed, fill in the rest
Fuck it tho, still at my best


Nostalgia lies, nostalgia lies to ya
Behold the lies, it's no surprise to ya
With Goldeneyes, we're throwing knives thru ya
These Older-times, they're all just like Newer


Nostalgia got you desperate, breaking down on everyday
Crying to a song you never rated anyway
Deja vu is coming back anyday
Nostalgia got you wondering what all your old love letters say
You should just let em stay, packed up hands off
Like those old holiday snaps on your laptops
Nostalgic for the Starry Nights, nostalgic for the Van Goghs
Skepta and JME video backdrops
Nostalgic for the plans lost, the hmms and the what-ifs
Nostalgia got you missing all those pricks in the office
Getting thru I said to you, nostalgia be the death of you?
Nostalgic for asbestos, guess what, chest cough every breath or two
Nostalgic for the top-hat n monocle
Chimney sweeps coming back is not that improbable
Nostalgic for the flatcap or snapback canonical
Nostalgic for the days a future was still looking possible