I lit a match, I blew it out
I picked the pistol up, then set it down
I just couldn’t wait to leave that town
Because I didn’t see what I see now
Every time I close my eyes, suddenly I’m back in time
Going to the places that made me who I am
And I lay in my childhood bed
While Nirvana still plays in my head
Let me tell you, the ’90s were lit
Although, back then, I didn’t know it
And when I daydream about that old house
I can’t believe I ever wanted to burn it down
And I’m scraping ice off the windshield
I nеver thought I’d miss the way the cold feels
And I’m staring out at a cornfiеld
I never thought I’d understand the appeal
Every time I close my eyes, suddenly I’m back in time
Going to the places that made me who I am
And I lay in my childhood bed
While Nirvana still plays in my head
Let me tell you, the ’90s were lit
Although, back then, I didn’t know it
And when I daydream about that old house
I can’t believe I ever wanted to burn it down
And when I daydream about that old house
I can’t believe I ever wanted to burn it down
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