He Was an Artist, She Was a Carpenter
Cassie Youngstrom & Steve Zimmer
Paul Greco
Stop That Ship
Crumbcatcher
Twin Beds
Lost Years
Ed Allison
Calendar Year
Pleasant Accidents
A Few Good Records
Something Missing
Skatune Network
Skitchin’ and Friends
Landon Defever
Pheller
Future Teens
Neil Hilborn
Emotional Transporter
Car Crash Rhetoric
Drive, Kid
Pancho Villa’s Skull
Nude Shoes
Holy Kerouac
The Weak Days
Bonding!
Caving
Goldflame & Tommy Harte
[Verse One]
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
Like cigarettes dropped on a highway
They smash, and scatter, and burn out
Somewhere else without knowing
[Pre-Chorus]
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
(I'll probably die here)
Let's go home
[Chorus]
This town's got lies to tell
I'll wait around to 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
I lost my footing trying to get home last winter
[Verse Two]
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, I don't think he's coming back now
It's sinister, but it's how life worked out
[Pre-Chorus]
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
(I'll probably die here)
Let's go home
[Chorus]
This town's got lies to tell
I'll wait around to 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
I lost my footing trying to get home last winter
[Bridge]
Growing up means
Watching my heroes turn human in front of me
And the songs we wrote at eighteen
Seem shortsighted and naive
So when the weather breaks
I'll pull my hoodie up over my face
I won't run away, run away
'Cause as fucked as this place got, it made me me
[Chorus]
This town's got lies to tell
I'll wait around to 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
I lost my footing trying to get home last winter
This town's got lies to tell
Hoodie Weather was written by Dan Campbell.