Nostalgia City - The Palms

Too many things get the best of us

Life is hard till we’re all supernovas now

Almost like she was testing us

With nothing left to lose

She said things that we couldn’t believe

Falling leaves from her trees, we can’t breathe at all

And it’s cramping my style

Smoking in the attic

Making me feel right

Something in the water

Keep me up at night

Television static

When you’re looking for the light

But the sun don’t shine in your TV

Nostalgia City

Take me home

Nostalgia City

Take me home

Nostalgia City

Here I go

Nostalgia City

Take me home

Memories, like an exodus

Set me free, let me be in the moment now

You don’t wanna mess with us

Got nothing left to lose

I’m feeling things and I’m up to my knees

Fall asleep and I’m dreaming in colors now

Think I’ll stay for awhile

Smoking in the attic

Making me feel right

Something in the water

Keep me up at night

Television static

When you’re looking for the light

But the sun don’t shine in your TV

Nostalgia City

Take me home

Nostalgia City

Take me home

Nostalgia City

Here I go

Nostalgia City

Take me home