Triple Nostalgia

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Triple Nostalgia
One, two, three
One too many memories
Triple Nostalgia
One, two, three
One too many memories
Triple Nostalgia, triple the pain
Triple the nausea inside my brain
Triple Nostalgia, triple the thoughts
Triple the butterflies turned into moths
La vida seems to be a little bit strange
I'm finally capable of admitting the pain
Moving forward, till' the past is out of my range
And I'm down to embrace that I am proud of the change
Any negativity, you know I'm bound to erase
And I'm about to arrange some of the doubting
It makes me work three times as hard when I'm found in my place
When I find my zone in the sound of the rage
At this point in time, I'm feeling the tension
Trying to find ways of releasing the pressure
Sin is tempting me with me feeding my pleasures
Probably 'cause I'm so close to defeating depression
"Have you tried therapy, maybe receiving a session?"
No, but my OCD is revealing obsessions
In the process of me reaching all my measured goals
For some reason, while needing attention
So if I get rid of these habits, I'll breathing fresh air in
Doing good at my job while keeping it special
And I continue in the attempt of increasing my pension
And growing my fanbase by meeting connections
I'm at the level where I'm preaching my lessons
I could teach a professor a pretty meaningful lecture
"Forever Flawed", yeah, I'm never building perfection
But I know God has got me, 'cause I always feel his protection
Triple Nostalgia
One, two, three
One too many memories
Triple Nostalgia
One, two, three
One too many memories
Triple Nostalgia, triple the pain
Triple the nausea inside my brain
Triple Nostalgia, triple the thoughts
Triple the butterflies turned into moths
Triple Nostalgia
One, two, three
One too many memories
Triple Nostalgia
One, two, three
One too many memories
Triple Nostalgia, triple the pain
Triple the nausea inside my brain
Triple Nostalgia, triple the thoughts
Triple the butterflies turned into moths
Got a heart made of gold but it's beginning to rust
'Cause so many moments felt like I was left in the dust
Probably only seven men and women I trust
Friendly with anger issues, homie
I've got to adjust so I go on my room and I sit on my chair
Get so lost in my thoughts because there is nobody there
If there was, I know they'd look at me and just stare
While they judge and compare
Holding a grudge, I don't care
Everything is up in the air
I'm getting stuffed like a bear
From swallowing all of my pride, it ain't even fair
Exposing myself, yeah, I'm getting embarrassed
Having trouble fathoming the thought of marriage
Living in the moment but I look back and I cherish
Memories in my brain, reminding me that there is lots that I would want to accomplish
Yet, I'm sitting here
Watching everybody getting all rich
In my opinion, the media is producing garbage
I have a magical feeling and I was never taught tricks
to my high school friends getting hooked on all narcotics
I hope you listen to this song and you start feeling nostalgic
Thinking about the times you had to blow dust from the cartridge
and use a CD player to listen to your favorite artist
Centavvo is the name and my music is underground
But I promise you one day, you will hear CJV Thunder sounds
Triple Nostalgia
One, two, three
One too many memories
Triple Nostalgia
One, two, three
One too many memories
Triple Nostalgia, triple the pain
Triple the nausea inside my brain
Triple Nostalgia, triple the thoughts
Triple the butterflies turned into moths
Triple Nostalgia
Un, dos, tres
tantas memorias de una vez
Triple Nostalgia
Un, Dos, Tres
tantas memorias de una vez
Triple la, no, ya
Los quiero a todos, adiós

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