Larra Skye - Neverending Nostalgia lyrics

rate me

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<br />

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Thanks to Jane