It's been a while since I thought existentially.
It feels like hell is coming to find me.
It feels like heaven is coming to fight me
It feels like ghosts are coming to save me.
It's the fire in your heart I loved the most.
It's the burn from your soul that keeps me warm.
It's the old things you can't see that keep me coming back to sing.
It's your spirit in me shaking hands with all these ghosts, so find me wandering.
I crash and burn like I did when I was young.
You always picked me up, you always dusted me off.
I wanted to be a rock n roll star or maybe an astronaut,
Sometimes nothing at all, but you taught me to be myself.
I crash and burn like I did when I was young.
Won't you come and pick me up? Won't you come and dust me off?
Wandering Video (MV)
Performed By: American Thrills
Language: English
Length: 3:05
Written by: Jamie Otfinoski, Jeff Wielk, Kurt Zikaras, Paul LaBosky
American Thrills - Wandering Lyrics
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It's been a while since I thought existentially.
It feels like hell is coming to find me.
It feels like heaven is coming to fight me
It feels like ghosts are coming to save me.
It's the fire in your heart I loved the most.
It's the burn from your soul that keeps me warm.
It's the old things you can't see that keep me coming back to sing.
It's your spirit in me shaking hands with all these ghosts, so find me wandering.
I crash and burn like I did when I was young.
You always picked me up, you always dusted me off.
I wanted to be a rock n roll star or maybe an astronaut,
Sometimes nothing at all, but you taught me to be myself.
I crash and burn like I did when I was young.
Won't you come and pick me up? Won't you come and dust me off?
It feels like hell is coming to find me.
It feels like heaven is coming to fight me
It feels like ghosts are coming to save me.
It's the fire in your heart I loved the most.
It's the burn from your soul that keeps me warm.
It's the old things you can't see that keep me coming back to sing.
It's your spirit in me shaking hands with all these ghosts, so find me wandering.
I crash and burn like I did when I was young.
You always picked me up, you always dusted me off.
I wanted to be a rock n roll star or maybe an astronaut,
Sometimes nothing at all, but you taught me to be myself.
I crash and burn like I did when I was young.
Won't you come and pick me up? Won't you come and dust me off?
Writer: Jamie Otfinoski, Jeff Wielk, Kurt Zikaras, Paul LaBosky
Copyright: Lyrics © APM MUSIC ASSOCIATED PRODUCTION MUSIC
Copyright: Lyrics © APM MUSIC ASSOCIATED PRODUCTION MUSIC