nostalgia eats me alive some days
it wells up into my throat and flows out of my eyes as tears
choking me where I’m gasping for air
I want to go back but there’s no one there
i will receive good news after good news
i will receive good news after good news
i will receive good news after good news
i will receive good news after good news
i will receive good news after good news
i will receive good news after good news