Клип The Wonder Years - Came Out Swinging
Клип The Wonder Years - Came Out Swinging
The Wonder Years Came Out Swinging
The Wonder Years Came Out Swinging
The Wonder Years Came Out Swinging
Текст Песни The Wonder Years - Came Out Swinging
"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 this whole year in airports And the floor feels like home Oh, at least we're never alone I lost track of the time zones and I'd call but you know 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 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 I felt the year start to wind down I can't stand any dead space Empty beds bum me out 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 I came out swinging from a South Philly basement 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, I'm getting there I came out swinging from a South Philly basement 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, I'm getting there I came out swinging from a South Philly basement 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, I'm getting there

You In January

No Closer To Heaven

Cardinals

Cigarettes & Saints

A Song For Patsy Cline

Thanks For The Ride

Palm Reader

I Wanted So Badly To Be Brave

The Bluest Things On Earth

Brothers &

Stained Glass Ceilings

A Song For Ernest Hemingway

I Don't Like Who I Was Then

Dismantling Summer

The Bastards The Vultures The Wolves

Local Man Ruins Everything

Melrose Diner

Passing Through A Screen Door

Came Out Swinging

There There

Wake Up (Make A Move)

Feuer Frei

Last Train Home

Dreamer

Engel

2D Ident

Heart-Shaped Glasses (When the Heart Guides the Hand)

Love Runs Out

Mein teil

Burning Bridges

Spell

Stop And Stare
2016-11-01
2016-10-25
2016-10-25