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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
The Wonder Years
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Matthew Paul Brasch
Composer
Daniel Jason Campbell
Composer
Michael Dominic Kennedy
Composer
Joshua James Martin
Composer
Kenneth Alrich Cavaliere
Composer
Nicholas Steinborn
Composer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Moved all my shit into my parent's basement
And out of our old apartment
And I know things changed, but I'm not sure when
I guess you'd call this regression
I left a real job and a girlfriend
Convinced myself that I'm brave enough for all of this
[Verse 2]
Well, I spent this whole year in airports and the floor feels like home
At least we're never alone
I lost track of the time zones, I'd call but you'd know
[Verse 3]
I'm running on empty
And the late nights and the long drives start to get to me
I'm just so tired
[Verse 4]
I spent this year as a ghost
And I'm not sure what I'm looking for
A voice on a phone that you rarely answer anymore
I came in here alone, came in here alone
(It doesn't scare me like it did seven months ago)
I spent this year as a ghost
And I'm not sure where home is anymore
[Verse 5]
Been on a steady fast food diet
Like we're this generation's
Morgan Spurlock, but we don't admit defeat
My body feels rejected
I can't say that I blame it
My heart keeps saying stay young
My lower back seems to disagree
[Verse 6]
Unroll a cheap cotton blanket on an old dirty couch
I felt the year start to wind down
Can stand any dead space, empty beds bum me out
[Verse 7]
I spent this year as a ghost
And I'm not sure what I'm looking for
A voice on a phone that you rarely answer anymore
I came in here alone, came in here alone
(It doesn't scare me like it did seven months ago)
I spent this year as a ghost
And I'm not sure where home is anymore
[Verse 8]
I came out swinging from a South Philly basement
Caked in stale beer and sweat under half-lit fluorescents
And I spent the winter writing songs about getting better
Well, if I'm being honest, I'm getting there
[Verse 9]
I came out swinging from a South Philly basement
Caked in stale beer and sweat under half-lit fluorescents
And I spent the winter writing songs about getting better
And if I'm being honest, I'm getting there
[Verse 10]
I came out swinging from a South Philly basement
Caked in stale beer and sweat under half-lit fluorescents
And I spent the winter writing songs about getting better
Well, if I'm being honest, I'm getting there
Written by: Daniel Jason Campbell, Joshua James Martin, Kenneth Alrich Cavaliere, Matthew Paul Brasch, Michael Dominic Kennedy, Nicholas Steinborn