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dirty needles - nike shoebox lyrics

back in 8th grade, i used to keep a nike shoebox
stashed a few baseball cards under my tube socks
the little bit of money that i earned from my allowance
was spent within a week at oasis buying alb-ms
i was getting it not to be confused with moving copious
amounts of opiates like my -ssociates i never pushed a brick
let alone a dime or a nickel
and the only crack i cooked is when i rocked an instrumental
now back to the matter at hand
it’s like a melting pot of everything i loved that only few could understand
i kept some firecrackers and a condom packet
along with an emblem from the zipper of my starter jacket
oh, to be a kid again concealing every secret
like the letter from my ex i hope my mother didn’t read it
it’s more than just a box it was like a time capsule
of an era i would love to travel back to

memories like a buried treasure
sometimes i can’t remember it all
melodies are the doorsteps to forever
tucked my soul inside my favorite shoebox

you’ll never know the value of a moment
until it’s just a memory of a picture that you’re holding
even on a ticket stub from the first night, you hit a show
with your homies going crazy high fiving in the front row
a feeling that’s unmatched money can’t buy that
when i open this box and i’m taken aback
i remember a period i was writing
on anything i can grab like a napkin from a diner
some would call it a scroll i would call it an heirloom
i kept it tucked inside of a box up in my bedroom
my father told me not all treasure is simply
silver and gold, diamonds and pearls or fancy jewelry
it was at that moment i learned a valuable lesson
about treasuring memories over worldly possessions
and now i’m ready for whatever
things may come and go but memories are forever
needles!

memories like a buried treasure
sometimes i can’t remember it all
melodies are the doorsteps to forever
tucked my soul inside my favorite shoebox

when i was a kid, i used to keep a shoebox
everything inside of it has taught me a lot
now that i’m grown and i’m living on my own
and i think about the memories of everything i lost
when i was a kid, i used to keep a shoebox
everything inside of it has taught me a lot
now that i’m grown and i’m living on my own
and i think about the memories of everything i lost

memories like a buried treasure
sometimes i can’t remember it all
melodies are the doorsteps to forever
tucked my soul inside my favorite shoebox

- dirty needles lyrics

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