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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Michael Marcagi
Michael Marcagi
Vocals
Kyle Emerson
Kyle Emerson
Electric Guitar
James Felice
James Felice
Background Vocals
Jeff Hill
Jeff Hill
Bass
Jeff Lipstein
Jeff Lipstein
Drums
Matt Johnson
Matt Johnson
Drums
David Baron
David Baron
Piano
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Michael Marcagi
Michael Marcagi
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Randy Merrill
Randy Merrill
Mastering Engineer
David Baron
David Baron
Producer

Lyrics

I wanna get lost in the ocean Where no one knows my name And all of my confusion Can wash out in a wave I wanna go back to my front yard Just laughing like a child The sun over my warm skin Haven't felt that for a while, for a while And all my fears I can't let go And I've been holding on for way too long And you don't believe me, you never did I'm just another broken, messed-up midwest kid I found you sprawled on the same floor Where I took my first steps I swear I thought she would die Goodbye to innocence, in a sense And all my fears I can't let go And I've been holding on for way too long And you don't believe me, you never did I'm just another broken messed up midwest kid And all the nights that I couldn't sleep, the secrets that I couldn't keep It all comes rushing back to me, I can't escape, even in my dreams Oh, all the nights that I couldn't sleep, the secrets that I couldn't keep It all comes rushing back to me, it all comes rushing back 'Cause all my fears I can't let go And I've been holding on for way too long And you don't believe me, you never did I'm just another broken, messed-up midwest kid Ooh-whoa, oh-whoa Ooh-whoa, oh-whoa Ooh-whoa, oh-whoa Ooh-whoa, oh-whoa (ooh)
Writer(s): Michael Marcagi, Kyle Emerson Miller Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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