Lost

Nostalgia
It's delicate
But potent
Teddy told me that in Greek
Nostalgia literally means a pain from an old wound
It's a twinge
In your heart
Yo
Bernards watch crystal maze, burst the locks pistols blaze
Tryna turn the clocks to wishful days
Dirty knives glocks of chrome, 35's across the dome
Hurt deprived and foster homes
Crazy bones an lunchy meat, lady hoes that suck on me
Ya daily dose of fuckeryyy
Pulling up on chopper bikes and pogo sticks
Bump the last train out of ends on solo trips
Photoflicks, flirty skits, cruddy charms
Certy flex, dirty creps, muddy garms
Raised up in a council flat with mouldy pipes
Brown to crack, crowds of rats and phony types
Biff an Chips, lego cars
Pick and mix and fredo bars
Prison trips in echo garms
Scan for cops, spark the haze
Random blocks, ran from ops
Panda pops and barber fades
Lonely thoughts, dodgy profit
Tony Hawk, Polly Pocket
Sippin Sunny d i'm hyperactive couldn't stop it
Midget gems, double dares
Missing friends an troubled glares
Puzzled breres licking tens in bubbled air
Stubbled hair swerve the cause
Sherbert straws and Dexter's lab
Chip up on my shoulder with an urge for wars i'm vexed at dad
Cheques to grab, match attacks
Lacing up my Abercrombies
Tryna raise myself while raising up my Tamagotchis
Its a twinge
In your heart
Far more powerful than memory alone
It isn't a spaceship
Its a time machine
Goes backwards
Forwards
Takes us to a place
Where we ache to go again
Let's just travel the way a child travels
Round and around
Back home again
To a place where we know we're loved