J Church
nostalgic for nothing
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What's left behind...,
A room that is big and undefined,
A dying light,
I lie awake alone at night,
And I don't care,
I know that life cannot be fair,
I know that life cannot be fair
I feel nostalgic for nothing,
I am the pawn,
I am the king
This is it,
Can't you feel the Santa Ana winds,
I catch the breeze,
The smell of Eucalyptus trees,
I'll begin,
Can't you feel the Santa Ana winds,
Can't you feel the Santa Ana winds
I feel nostalgic for nothing,
I am the pawn,
I am the king
I feel nostalgic for nothing,
I am the pawn,
I am the king,
I feel nostalgic for nothing,
I am the pawn,
I am the king
- Album:
- Miscellaneous
- Quetzalcoatl
- She Has No Control
- Open Road: The Allied Years (1992–1997)
- Nostalgic for Nothing
- J Church / Storm the Tower - Split EP
- How to Be Punk, Volume 1
- Return of the Read Menace
- The Precession of Simulacra - The Map Preceeds the Territory
- Five Years on the Streets
- Yellow, Blue and Green
- Camels, Spilled Corona and the Sound of Mariachi Bands
- One Mississippi
- The Drama of Alienation
- Mailorder is FUN!
- Arbor Vitae
- The Year of the Rat
- Prophylaxis
- Analysis, Yes, Very Nice
- Society Is a Carnivorous Flower