Came Out Swinging

Moved all my shit into my parent's basement

And out of our old apartment

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

I convinced myself that I'm brave enough for all of this well

I spent a whole year in airports

And the floor feels like home

Oh-oh-oh

At least we're never alone

I lost track of the time zones and I'd call but you know

Oh-oh-oh

I'm running on empty

The late nights and the long drives start to get to me

I'm just so tired

I spent this year as a ghost and I'm not sure what I'm looking for

I'm a voice on a phone that you rarely answer anymore

I came in here alone, came in here alone

But that 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

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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 and I can't say that I blame it

My heart keeps saying stay young

My lower back seems to disagree

I unrolled a cheap cotton blanket on an old dirty couch

Oh-oh-oh

I felt the year start to wind down

I can't stand any dead space

Empty beds bum me out

Oh-oh-oh

I spent this year as a ghost and I'm not sure what I'm looking for

I'm a voice on a phone that you rarely answer anymore

I came in here alone, came in here alone

But that 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

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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

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

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