Alexa Kate’s Over Nostalgic: A Haunting Exploration of Memory’s Grip

Alexa Kate’s new single Over Nostalgic hits on a feeling most of us know too well: being stuck on replay with memories you can’t quite let go of.

Right from the opening verse, she sets the scene: “living in a loop” and you can hear that push and pull between comfort and frustration in her delivery.

Her voice carries a rawness that makes the lyrics land harder, as if she’s admitting something out loud for the first time.

The chorus is where the song lingers. “I think I’m over nostalgic,” she sings, admitting the contradiction of craving comfort in the past while knowing it can hold you back.

The line about keeping her “past in a locket” feels especially sharp.

Production-wise, it’s dreamy without losing clarity: hazy synths, soft percussion, and space for her vocal to breathe.

It almost sounds like memory itself. Blurred edges, sharp details slipping in and out.

What makes Over Nostalgic work is that it doesn’t try to tidy up the mess. There’s no easy resolution, just the uneasy truth that nostalgia is both a shelter and a trap.

For anyone scrolling through old photos or holding on to posters you can’t take down, Kate has written your soundtrack.

Alexa Kate – Over Nostalgic Lyrics

Verse 1:
Living in a loop
That keeps playing over and over
But it’s only fun until it weighs you down
My plans are in a cage
I was hoping that when I got older
I’d remember the code and break em out

Pre
I gravitate towards a place that doesn’t
Doesn’t exist but
Still I try
You don’t really have to tell me that
I’m no good at moving on

Chorus
I think I’m over nostalgic
Searching for comfort through a soft focus lens
And I can’t seem to stop it
Even though I know running backwards doesn’t make sense
Just when I think I’ll get rid of it all I can’t bare to take the posters off my wall
Keep my past in a locket
Cause I’m ovеr nostalgic

V2
In some twisted way
If i don’t close thе door
I’m always hoping they’ll, they’ll come back for more
Holding onto the echos
Patiently wait for them to end, wait for it to end

Pre
I gravitate towards a place that doesn’t
Doesn’t exist but
Still I try
You don’t really have to tell me that
I’m no good at moving on

CHORUS

Bridge/Outro
I know I can’t be scared of the leaving
That I should put both feet in the deep end
What do you do when the memories start fading
And you can’t save ‘em

I know what I’m doing is chaotic
Leaning on the past defies logic
Yeah, I’m avoiding the topic
That I’m over nostalgic