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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Kid Cudi
Kid Cudi
Vocals
Ken Lewis
Ken Lewis
Guitar
The Freak Scene
The Freak Scene
Sampled Artist
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Emile Haynie
Emile Haynie
Songwriter
Scott Mescudi
Scott Mescudi
Songwriter
Teddy Randazzo
Teddy Randazzo
Songwriter
Rusty Evans
Rusty Evans
Songwriter
V. Pike
V. Pike
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Emile Haynie
Emile Haynie
Producer
Ryan West
Ryan West
Recording Engineer
Manny Marroquin
Manny Marroquin
Mixing Engineer
Erik Madrid
Erik Madrid
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Christian Plata
Christian Plata
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Vlado Meller
Vlado Meller
Mastering Engineer
Mark Santangelo
Mark Santangelo
Assistant Mastering Engineer
Brent Kolatalo
Brent Kolatalo
Engineer

Lyrics

Yeah, whoa-whoa
Mm-oh
Yeah, whoa-whoa, haha
Yeah
My name is Scott Mescudi, yeah
Yeah
Gotta get it through my thick head
I was so close to being dead, yeah
Life, live it, with nobody's help tips
Man, I'm just walking without being led
See the world is so crazy and filled with such risk and man
I just know I gotta dodge them, yeah
The beginning is always followed by an end
In the in-between time I'm not runnin' or hidin'
See things do come around
And make sense eventually
Things do come around
But some things trouble me
The people I've met and the places I've been
Are all what make me the man I so proudly am
But I wanna know one thing
When did I become a ghost?
I'm most confused about the world I live in
You think that I'm lonely, well, I probably am
One thing that still gets me
When did I become a ghost?
Yeah
Na-na-na-na, na-na-na-na, whoa-whoa, haha, yay
Yeah, whoa, whoa-whoa, yoo
Tried to fight it, but soon that gave in
Went down a road with no lights on
Can't describe it, and you don't move like them
You become their worst nightmare
You remember the things that your parents had said and well
Rather find out the hard way
You should tell a friend to tell a friend to tell a friend
I keep with my stroll, I'm not runnin' or hidin'
See things do come around
And make sense eventually
Things do come around
But some things still trouble me
The people I've met and the places I've been
Are all what make me the man I so proudly am
But I wanna know one thing
When did I become a ghost?
I'm most confused about the world I live in
You think that I'm lonely, well I probably am
One thing that still gets me
When did I become a ghost?
Yeah
Na-na-na-na, na-na-na-na, whoa-whoa
Yeah, whoa-whoa
Whoa-whoa-whoa
I hope they understand that I really understand that
They don't understand
I hope they understand that I really understand that
They don't understand
I really understand that they...
I really think I, umm...
I hope they understand that I really understand that
They don't understand
Whoa
Listen to me
Whoa-whoa-whoa
Listen to me
Whoa-whoa-whoa
Written by: Emile Haynie, Kid Cudi, Rusty Evans, Teddy Randazzo, Victoria Pike
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