Nostalgia FM
Breathe
I don't recognize who's in this mirror
Choices that I gotta reconsider
I'm addicted to this nostalgia
I gotta throw that back to my era
I turned a tone deaf girl to a singer
Sound on the streets, I ain't Mike Skinner
Whole room started spinning, got motion sickness
Phoebe Bridges
Hand me the light, I'm burning the bridge
Love me or hate me and it don't mean ugh
Now that I'm up now they wanna get involved
Too many hits now they wishing I misssed
Not a DJ but I might just switch
Been that guy since iPhone 6
They couldn't walk in my Air Maxes
Can't lose my head and slip
Step incorrect, next yеar's rent, all on my chest
Best at mе, can't edge or text
Bare man think I revolve round them
If it ain't me, it's who or when
Cause nobody makes it from my ends
Whole weekend got blurry, you do not see life through this lens
Okay
I don't recognize who's in this mirror
Choices that I gotta reconsider
I'm addicted to this nostalgia
I gotta throw that back to my era
I turned a tone deaf girl to a singer
Sound on the streets, I ain't Mike Skinner
Whole room started spinning, got motion sickness
Phoebe Bridges
I went Estonia this year, one of the crowd did a tat of my name
It's weird like how do I process that?
Head in my hands at the back of the plane
Air miles looking like phone numbers
Merch boy, I wear my own jumpers
Sometimes I think my soul wonders
If my life's on loop till it happens again
Motion sickness, life is quick
Stage and lights, red wine and kit
Set list touching a club full of albums
Album drops and they don't press skip
Different mood, got a different song
I don't really post too much, that's long
Another S O N G E R E R
Drop that shit and I'm gone
I don't recognize who's in this mirror
Choices that I gotta reconsider
I'm addicted to this nostalgia
I gotta throw that back to my era
I turned a tone deaf girl to a singer
Sound on the streets, I ain't Mike Skinner
Whole room started spinning, got motion sickness
Phoebe Bridges
Too much motion motion
Now I got motion sickness
Well that's life
Came a long way from a nine to five
To a three point five litre in my drive
They ain't built like me, one of a kind
They want it too bad and even trying
First she wanna know my government long
Now she wanna know my sign
Pull it, pull it, they push and pull
I need a platinum plaque on my wall
Ask mumsy, I've been this way since school
They want me to slip, can't trip and fall
If I didn't rap then I would've kicked ball
If I didn't kick ball then I would've been a crash out
Sound expensive, music slap now
Manifesting but it all turn facts now
I don't recognize who's in this mirror
Choices that I gotta reconsider
I'm addicted to this nostalgia
I gotta throw that back to my era
I turned a tone deaf girl to a singer
Sound on the streets, I ain't Mike Skinner
Whole room started spinning, got motion sickness
Phoebe Bridges
Brother
You ain't got a deep it, take one sip, it's cool
Songer and me like Pirlo and Maldini it's
Beautiful football
Blue rizzler and a little bit chip
With green and purple mixing it all
Up all night half five, turned half nocturnal
We'll sleep on the bathroom stool
Eight bar with kilo
Matching ditto
Put a leng one on my pillow
This one hits harder in the AM
Don't worry, we know
Cigarette smoking plastic cups
Not what I thought when a boy was little
House of five, born in the middle
Only one up, I'm smoking skittle
I don't recognize who's in this mirror
Choices that I gotta reconsider
I'm addicted to this nostalgia
I gotta throw that back to my era
I turned a tone deaf girl to a singer
Sound on the streets, I ain't Mike Skinner
Whole room started spinning, got motion sickness
Phoebe Bridges