Nostalgia, what do you want from me this time? I know the reasons why you come around, But it's too late, I'm burying you alive In the lonely grave of Paula Schultz,
You stomped me out Knowing what would happen, But you didn't know what would happen to you, So you may think I'm being sadistic, But Kiddo, this is me at my most masochistic,
Nostalgia, which \"R\" are you filled with? I think I know what you will say, Maybe years down the road You'll still feel regret, But today, I feel relief,
Muscle memory, I can't forget, I'm now prepared to take my fifth step,