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VHS Collection on Wave 2.
Wave 2 track 11
A rewind-button romance built from Blockbuster lines, handwritten tape labels, popcorn on the carpet, and love that still lives in static.
Blockbuster nights, standing in line Renting Titanic for the hundredth time Flipping through aisles always felt so right Picking Ghostbusters like it's opening night
Fast forward, pause, but never erase Fading labels with a hand-written date Every clip and every scene Took us to a place we'd never been
Press rewind, let's go back again Love in grainy frames, the story never ends Through static and worn tape we had affection A love for our VHS collection
Taping cartoons when mom said no Late-night reruns of The Tonight Show Popcorn spills on the carpeted floor Watching Clueless, never seen it before
Love in static, worn-out sound But we keep pressing play whenever you're around Time's gone digital, but I still replay That old box of tapes we packed away
Maybe time is just a rented tape Always fading fast and forever late Through static and worn tape we had affection Give me back my VHS collection
A rewind-button romance built from Blockbuster lines, handwritten tape labels, popcorn on the carpet, and love that still lives in static.
This song treats old media as emotional storage. VHS tapes, reruns, fuzzy screens, and rented movies become the texture around a relationship that still feels vivid, even after time has moved on to cleaner formats.
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