Discover the poetic beauty in ‘Nostalgia’ by Adaline. This lyric breakdown takes you on a journey through the artist’s thoughts, emotions, and the story they aim to tell. From clever metaphors to evocative imagery, we delve into the nuances that make this song a lyrical masterpiece. Whether you’re a fan of Adaline or a lover of well-crafted words, our detailed analysis will give you a deeper understanding and appreciation of this song.
Quiet the chatter of voices who matter
I silence them in the night
I am nothing in flesh
Hospitable mess
Skin with something to hide
Can we just stay here?
I’ll be the kind you like
You pretend you’re mine
And I’ll pretend you’re right
‘Til I die I
Keep myself in front of the fire
I lay my life on the line
I hunt the kill that’s pulling me under
I lay my life on the line
Sorting through rubble for a bit of nostalgia
Keep myself in denial
Laying bricks in the sand
Avoiding dry land
Keep the weakness alive
And I fantasize of sirens singing rhymes
Of a different time when everything was fine
So I lie and I
Keep myself in front of the fire
I lay my life on the line
I hunt the kill that’s pulling me under
I lay my life on the line
For a bit of nostalgia
A bit of nostalgia
For a bit of nostalgia
A bit of nostalgia
Keep myself in front of the fire
I lay my life on the line
I hunt the kill that’s pulling me under
I lay my life on the line