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Moved all my shit into my parent's basement
And out of ouDr old apartment And GI know things changed but I'm not sure when IEm guess you'd call this regresGsion ID left a real job and a girlfriend IG convinced myself that I'm brave enough for all of this WEmell, I spent a whole yeGar in airports AnEmd the floor Gfeels like home D Oh, A Em G at least we're never alone ID lost trackA of the time zoneEms and I'd call but you know GOh, D A Em GI'mD ruAnning on empty The late nightsG and the long drives start to get to me I'm jDust so tired Em G DI spent this yearA as a ghost and I'm not sure what I'm looking for A voice Gon a phone that you rarely ansDwer anymore GI came in here alone D GCame in here alone
But that doesn't scare me like it did seven months ago
ID spent this year as a ghost and I'm not sure where home is anymore G D A
Instrumental: D G Em G Been on a steady fast food diet
Like we're Dthis generation's Morgan Spurlock But wGe don't admit defeat Em My bGody feels rejected, I can't say that I blame it DMy heart keeps saying sGtay young EmMy lower back seems to disagree I Gunrolled a cheap cotton blanket on an old dirty couch EmOh, G D A EmI feGlt Dthe year start to wind down I can't staAnd any dead space Em Empty beGds bum me outD Oh, A EmI spGentD this year as a ghost and I'm not sure what I'm looking for A voice Gon a phone that you rarely ansDwer anymore GI came in here alone D GCame in here alone
But that doesn't scare me like it did seven months ago
ID spent this year as a ghost and I'm not sure where home is anymore G D A Instrumental: D G D A x2
I came out swinging from a South Philly basement
CaDked in stale beer and swGeat under half-lit fluorescents And I speDnt the winter writing songsA about getting better Well Dif I'm being honest, I'm gGetting there I camDe out swinging from aA SoutBh PhillGy basement CaDked in stale beer and swGeat under half-lit fluorescents I spent tDhe winter writing songs aboAut getting better And iDf I'm being honest, I'm geGtting there I camDe out swinging from aA SoutBh PhillGy basement CaDked in stale beer and swGeat under half-lit fluorescents I spent tDhe winter writing songs aboAut getting better And iDf I'm being honest, I'm geGtting there D A B G