Nostalgia = Distortion Lyrics

I can watch you for hours, fishing your skull
No where near the hook, I still feel the pull
And when I'm forgotten the pain never lulls
I'm faced with the hook, the reel and the pull
This is not progress is any proportion
Learning nostalgia = distortion
I'll never know the degree of contortion
Thinking nostalgia equals distortion
You talk in your sleep, it's never been dull
And though I don't look, I hear 'til I'm full
This state that I'm in, seems like a c**
Faced with the hook, the reel and the pull

This is not progress is any proportion
Learning nostalgia = distortion
I'll never know the degree of contortion
Realize nostalgia equals distortion