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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Alessia Cara
Vocals
Ricky Reed
All Instruments
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Alessia Caracciolo
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Ricky Reed
Producer
Ethan Shumaker
Engineer
Manny Marroquin
Mixing Engineer
Chris Gehringer
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
There's yellin' in the hallway
I found refuge on a twin bed of this three star hotel
I hear the laughter from the TV
Static, Rachel talks to Phoebe about the cat that smells
And I know this place is haunted
Oh
I swear I hear somebody knockin'
But I can't really tell
And this outlet's busted
Phone died and I can't charge it
What a life, man, what a life this is
Mmm
Just me, myself and nothin'
But I taught me how to love it
Home is wherever I live
Ah-ah
Ah-ah
Ah-ah, ah-ah
Ah-ah
Ah-ah
Ah-ah, ah-ah
I remember I owe mom a call
As I hang my stray hairs on the shower walls for decoration
I wonder what I'd hear if rooms could talk
And I wonder why I'm thinkin' that at all
I'm goin' crazy
And this toilet's rusted
Food came but I don't trust it
What a life, man, what a life this is
Yeah
Just me, myself and nothin'
But I taught me how to love it
Home is wherever I live
Ah-ah
Ah-ah
Ah-ah, ah-ah
Ah-ah
Ah-ah
Ah-ah, ah-ah
Hard to sleep sometimes with no one by my side
I do my best to find the sense in it
The more the days go by
The more myself and I
Shake hands and realize the benefits of independence
And it's really somethin'
To make homes of worn out luggage
What a life, man, what a life this is
Yeah
Just me, myself and nothin'
But somehow I've learned to love it
Home is wherever I live
Ah-ah
Ah-ah
Home is wherever
I live
Ah-ah, ah-ah
Ah-ah
Ah-ah
Home is wherever
I live
Ah-ah, ah-ah
Written by: Alessia Caracciolo