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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