What Moon Things - The Astronaut | Текст песни

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• What Moon Things
• The Astronaut

I'm nostalgia, I'm an astronaut --
blue bell sirens in my oxygen
I'm the cold walk to your dark house,
the leaves they changed again
the summer's coming

I'm alcoholic dreams of being 19 -- 23
is an old year and I don't know no better
I'm still a punk kid, starting fights with my neighbors

I lost a fight last night,
screaming horrible things