(Acoustic Pop-Punk)
[Verse 1]
The coffee's cold, the rent is late,
Another Friday trying to outrun fate.
Everybody looks so sure online,
While I'm just hoping that I'm doing fine.
My old hometown feels miles away,
The streets got smaller, but I stayed the same.
Funny how the dreams I held so tight
Don't look the way they did at seventeen.
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[Pre-Chorus]
No one told us we'd be scared of growing older.
No one said we'd carry all this weight.
We're all chasing pictures in our heads,
Wondering if we're already too late.
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[Chorus]
We're just twenty-something ghosts,
Haunting all the dreams we wrote.
Trying to find our way back home
With broken maps and borrowed hope.
If you've ever felt like you're behind,
Like everyone else knows what they're doing...
Take a look around—
We're all just trying to make it through.
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[Verse 2]
My parents always looked so strong.
Now I know they were guessing all along.
Maybe nobody ever figures it out...
Maybe that's what growing up's about.
I've worn regrets like heavy coats,
Held onto words I never spoke.
But every scar reminds my heart
I'm still alive enough to hope.
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[Pre-Chorus]
Maybe the finish line's a lie.
Maybe we're exactly where we should be tonight.
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[Chorus]
We're just twenty-something ghosts,
Haunting all the dreams we wrote.
Trying to find our way back home
With broken maps and borrowed hope.
If you've ever felt like you're behind,
Like everyone else knows what they're doing...
Take a look around—
We're all just trying to make it through.
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[Bridge] (Strip everything back to just guitar.)
To the kids we used to be...
I'm sorry life got complicated.
We still laugh.
We still love.
We still lose sleep over stupid things.
We're not who we thought we'd become...
But maybe...
We're becoming who we needed all along.
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[Final Chorus] (Full band crashes back in.)
We're just twenty-something ghosts,
But we're more alive than we know.
Every wrong turn brought us here,
Every heartbreak helped us grow.
So if tonight you're feeling lost,
Like the world's already moved on...
Sing this loud.
We're not ghosts...
We're just learning how to carry on.
[Outro]
The coffee's cold...
The sun still rises...
Maybe tomorrow...
We'll be alright.
