nostalgia as a sickness Songtext
von mieke

Watertowers
Drug mixing
Wrecking ourselves felt like living
And it felt beautiful

These days I bleed more than I learn
And you′re still the same I've heard
Begging for hope from the streetlights
Cause what does it mean to be alright?


We lost something that night
Bunch of kids with no fight
Don′t come knocking at my door
Cause you know you will always find a home
A home
A home

This year I proved something I knew
Born for nothing
Nothing to lose
Home is substance
Sunsets
The moon
I have to be sick to be good for you