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The Wonder Years – Hoodie Weather

12. November 2017 672 Keine Kommentare

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The track off of The Wonder Years’ latest album, ‘Suburbia I’ve Given You All And Now I’m Nothing.’

Lyrics:
It smells like it should be snowing and I’ve been frequenting a diner on Main Street where the waitresses are girls that graduated with me, have problems with oxy and can’t recall what I had to drink. No one knows where they’re going. They just know they want out of here badly. They’re like cigarettes dropped on a highway. They smash and scatter and burn out somewhere else without knowing. I’ve got my grandmother’s veins in the back of my hands and just a hint of a South Philly accent. I was born here and I’ll probably die here. Let’s go home. This town has got lies to tell. I’ll wait around and hear you out but I can’t keep from digging up these bones forever. At least for now, I’ll settle down. I’ll try to find some solid ground cause I lost my footing trying to get home last winter. The kids in the graduating class have got their eyes set west and California on their lips, but I left some blood there that I’m never getting back. Rocky’s in the Deep South and I don’t think he’s coming back now. It’s sinister. It’s how life worked out. This town has got lies to tell. I’ll wait around and hear you out but I can’t keep from digging up these bones forever. At least for now, I’ll settle down. I’ll try to find some solid ground cause I lost my footing trying to get home last winter. Growing up means, watching my heroes turn human in front of me. The songs we wrote at eighteen seem shortsighted and naïve. So when the weather breaks, I’ll pull my hoodie up over face. I won’t run away. As fucked as this place got, it made me me.

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