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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Noah Kahan
Vocals
Sam Fender
Vocals
Gabe Simon
Bass
Carrie Karpinen
Drums
Noah Levine
Electric Guitar
Johnny Davies
Tenor Saxophone
Tom Quilliam
Baritone Saxophone
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Noah Kahan
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Noah Kahan
Producer
Gabe Simon
Producer
Ryan Hewitt
Mixing Engineer
Jordon Silva
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Carrie Karpinen
Studio Personnel
Konrad Snyder
Engineer
Matt Hall
Assistant Recording Engineer
Mark Broughton
Recording Engineer
Liam Hebb
Assistant Engineer
Dean Thompson
Assistant Engineer
Ted Jensen
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
Two months since you got back, how have you been and are you bored yet?
The weather ain't been bad if you're into masochistic bullshit
And every photograph that's taken here is from the summer
Some guy won Olympic gold eight years ago, a distance runner
And that makes a lot of sense, this place is such great motivation
For anyone tryna move the fuck away from hibernation
Yoo-hoo, oh-oh
Oh, no
Well, I grew up in the fallout from the riots in the '90s
Static cranes stand lifeless, castin' shadows on the town
I stare at that hallowed ocean as if to pick a fight
For the dreams my old man dreamt for me lay on the other side, yeah
I would leave if only I could find a reason
I'm mean because I grew up in New England
I got dreams, but I can't make myself believe them
Spend the rest of my life with what could have been
And I will die in the house that I grew up in
I'm homesick
I'm homesick
I'm homesick
Oh
I would leave if only I could find a reason
I'm mean because I grew up in New England
I got dreams, but I can't make myself believe them
Spend the rest of my life with what could have been
And I will die in the house that I grew up in
I'm homesick, I'm homesick
I'm homesick
I'm homesick (spend the rest of my-, home)
Home (home, yeah, I'm homesick)
Writer(s): Noah Kahan, Sam Fender
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