Nostalgia Cycle

I miss the way I felt when I had no regrets The way the drugs would feel when they were hard to get The problem is simple, nostalgia cycle My mind is in a fight against the time that I have left Hmm, whoa-oh-oh, whoa-oh-oh, yeah Whoa-oh-oh, whoa-oh-oh Whoa-oh-oh, whoa-oh-oh Whoa-oh-oh, whoa-oh-oh And I feel like I'm livin' on borrowed time And I feel like I'm livin' on borrowed time I miss the way I felt when I had no regrets Before I lost myself in so much random s*x Sleepin' with strangers, ignorin' the dangers Scribble my past out, I scrubbed these erasers Whoa-oh-oh, whoa-oh-oh, yeah Whoa-oh-oh, whoa-oh-oh Whoa-oh-oh, whoa-oh-oh Whoa-oh-oh, whoa-oh-oh And I feel like I'm livin' on borrowed time And I feel like I'm livin' on borrowed time And I feel like I'm livin' on borrowed time And I feel like I'm livin' on borrowed time, hmm My soul is spent I live with no regrets I can't forget But you wouldn't understand You wouldn't understand, you wouldn't understand --- Nostalgia Cycle - G-Eazy