I'm feeling the lack of Fresh leather white Chucks Sweet, sweet nostalgia It's all on my mind But there's this dynamic, I try not to panic But I think I'm empty deep down inside I numb it with Smash Bros And movies by Hasbro It works every time (But I'm getting) Tired of everything's that's trying to make me feel complete It's nothing but lazy 80's references and Atari graphic tees None of it makes me feel alright There's no filling up this void inside So put me back to sleep with sweet nostalgia Subjected to daytime TV in the 90's And bullies who told me I wasn't enough Now each conversation is seasoned with crippling anxiety Welcome to growing up I'd love to work through all this damage and heartbreak But I just can't access that deep in my mind So I flip my queue back to age twenty-two And I dream back in time (But I'm getting) Tired of everything's that's trying to make me feel complete It's nothing but lazy 80's references and Atari graphic tees None of it makes me feel alright There's no filling up this void inside So put me back to sleep with sweet nostalgia Hey, I swear that it's all working out Wait, I thought that I'd be happy by now Bury me in DVD's that push all the pain down Down, down, down I'm so tired of all this loneliness pervading everything I'm saying we only feel connected when we've both seen Stranger Things Maybe someday I'll be alright And something will fill this void inside But I'm sick and tired of everything's that's supposed to make us all feel seen We're streaming the remakes of our childhood but we're crying ourselves to sleep None of it makes us feel alright There's no filling up this void inside So put me back to sleep with sweet nostalgia