Lyrics
I came out swinging from a south philly basement, the late nights and the long drives start to get to me
i spent the winter writing songs about getting better
Came in here alone, and if i m being honest
Caked in stale beer and sweat under half-lit fluorescents, i spent the winter writing songs about getting better, and if i m being honest
Been on a steady fast food diet, my lower back seems to disagree
I spent this year as a ghost and i m not sure what i m looking for, i can t stand any dead space Out, been on a steady fast food diet
i spent the winter writing songs about getting better
i came out swinging from a south philly basement
I spent this year as a ghost and i m not sure where home is anymore, i spent this whole year in airports
I spent the winter writing songs about getting better, i guess you d call this regression, moved all my shit into my parent s basement
Caked in stale beer and sweat under half-lit fluorescents, came in here alone
Like we re this generation s morgan spurlock, i lost track of the time zones and i d call but you know Swinging, i m getting there
And if i m being honest, i guess you d call this regression
my lower back seems to disagree
I left a real job and a girlfriend, i can t stand any dead space
I came out swinging from a south philly basement, i came out swinging from a south philly basement
but that doesn t scare me like it did seven months ago
but we don t admit defeat
I spent this year as a ghost and i m not sure where home is anymore, i came in here alone
I came out swinging from a south philly basement, i left a real job and a girlfriend, my heart keeps saying stay young
I left a real job and a girlfriend, i m getting there
i came in here alone
I felt the year start to wind down, caked in stale beer and sweat under half-lit fluorescents Wonder, the late nights and the long drives start to get to me
Moved all my shit into my parent s basement, i m running on empty Years, and if i m being honest
I spent this year as a ghost and i m not sure what i m looking for, moved all my shit into my parent s basement
I m a voice on a phone that you rarely answer anymore, caked in stale beer and sweat under half-lit fluorescents, my body feels rejected and i can t say that i blame it
And if i m being honest, came in here alone Swinging, i came in here alone
i m running on empty
And if i m being honest, i m just so tired The, i came out swinging from a south philly basement
i spent the winter writing songs about getting better
I spent the winter writing songs about getting better, but we don t admit defeat
caked in stale beer and sweat under half-lit fluorescents
Came in here alone, i came out swinging from a south philly basement
My body feels rejected and i can t say that i blame it, my lower back seems to disagree
caked in stale beer and sweat under half-lit fluorescents
I felt the year start to wind down, my lower back seems to disagree The, i came out swinging from a south philly basement
I spent the winter writing songs about getting better, empty beds bum me out Wonder, i came out swinging from a south philly basement
I know things changed but i m not sure when, came in here alone, i came out swinging from a south philly basement
I spent this whole year in airports, i came in here alone
I m a voice on a phone that you rarely answer anymore, i can t stand any dead space, but that doesn t scare me like it did seven months ago
And if i m being honest, i know things changed but i m not sure when Years, i m getting there
i spent the winter writing songs about getting better
I convinced myself that i m brave enough for all of this, i m running on empty Swinging, and if i m being honest
I m getting there, came in here alone
I came out swinging from a south philly basement, i spent this year as a ghost and i m not sure what i m looking for, i m just so tired
And the floor feels like home, i lost track of the time zones and i d call but you know
my lower back seems to disagree
i came in here alone
I came in here alone, i spent the winter writing songs about getting better
I m getting there, i lost track of the time zones and i d call but you know, i came out swinging from a south philly basement
I m getting there, i came out swinging from a south philly basement The, but we don t admit defeat
And the floor feels like home, came in here alone, my heart keeps saying stay young
i spent the winter writing songs about getting better
And if i m being honest, but we don t admit defeat, i came in here alone
And out of our old apartment, and if i m being honest
like we re this generation s morgan spurlock
I m getting there, at least we re never alone The, and the floor feels like home
I m just so tired, i spent this year as a ghost and i m not sure what i m looking for Wonder, i m running on empty
i m just so tired
