Eating at the soul
Once again until it sings
Melodies of memories
You couldn't fathom what your mind could see
You crave a past you never had
Dreams of orange, gold, and blue
Just a venomous taste of what you cannot make
Scorching the tongue with every blessed bite
Long live your future
Your home is present in the past
Long live your future
Your home is present in the past
Bleeding on the inside
Beaten, bruised, and bloodied by your roaming mind
This must be how you must be
Such a broken lifestyle
Tell me more about that fear of missing out
Does it hurt so bad? Would you kill to know
Long live your future
Your home is present in the past
Long live your future
Your home is present in the past
Long live your future
Your home is present in the past
Long live your future
Your home is present in the past
Such a fantastic drug of choice, 1999
No wonder why you're so out of your mind
Timing is irrelevant to why you ask yourself
Where have all the good times gone
So far gone as you've become subdue
To nostalgia, your dreams are never coming true
Subdue to nostalgia