Vintage Glamour, Flipped Nostalgia

Yeah. Yeah. Snow on the sidewalk, lights in the

window. Diggin' through the past, yeah, you know how

it go. Vintage and glamour, season never ends. Thrift dreams wrapped up with a

bow on the trends. Cold nights, warm lights, diggin' in the

crates. Found gold for the low, yeah, we manifest fate.

From the shelf to the stage, from the past to tomorrow. Vintage and glamour,

yeah, we flip nostalgia. Cold nights, warm lights, treasures in the

snow. If you know, then you know, yeah, the real ones