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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Brother Buffalo
Performer
Blanco
Performer
Garrett Swenson
Performer
Jake Swenson
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Garrett Swenson
Songwriter
Jake Swenson
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Blanco
Producer
Lyrics
Stumble down the sidewalk, talking to a ghost...
Stumble down the sidewalk, talking to a ghost
Lights on, body moving, still nobody home
Suffer thru the cold world, he don't feel snow
Feel the rain, feel the pain, feel the pressure from them folks
Three little Indians, sitting on a transformer
Hoping it'll transform 'em
Call for help on some cardboard, out your car door
He can see you what you got for him??
Lil paper, lil chicken dinner
Got some leftovers, it's the middle winter
Feel like the middle finger when you left out
And sleeping on steps feel like the guest house
You can guess how, bet you dead wrong
All the mountains we climbed, my people bred strong
We take it head on when the bottle break
Tough love, thick skin, and a hollow leg
Stumble down the sidewalk, talking to a ghost
Lights on, body moving, still nobody home
Suffer thru the cold world, he don't feel snow
Feel the rain, feel the pain, feel the pressure from them folks
Stumble down the sidewalk, talking to a ghost
Lights on, body moving, still nobody home
Suffer thru the cold world, he don't feel snow
Feel the rain, feel the pain, feel the pressure from them folks
Feel the pressure from them folks, yeah
Like I'm talking to a ghost, aint nobody home
Usually it's no bitch, please don't leave me lone
Leave me home or give me dome, I am not gone out for show
These is facts they never wrong, this is Jake put money on
And I'm tryna hear the song but ya bitch keep goin on
I am here not for long... I am here not for long
Stumble down the sidewalk, talking to a ghost
Lights on, body moving, still nobody home
Suffer thru the cold world, he don't feel snow
Feel the rain, feel the pain, feel the pressure from them folks
Stumble down the sidewalk, talking to a ghost
Lights on, body moving, still nobody home
Suffer thru the cold world, he don't feel snow
Feel the rain, feel the pain, feel the pressure from them folks
Stumble down the sidewalk, talking to a ghost
Lights on, body moving, still nobody home
Suffer thru the cold world, he don't feel snow
Feel the rain, feel the pain, feel the pressure from them folks
Writer(s): Garrett Swenson, Jake Swenson
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