Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Havelin
Performer
Alex Zaichkowski
Vocals
Gavin Brown
Drums
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Alex Zaichkowski
Songwriter
MaÏa Davies
Songwriter
Mike Bilenki
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Gavin Brown
Producer
Harry Hess
Mastering Engineer
David Mohacsi
Mixing Engineer
Lyrics
The streets of my hometown ain't my home now
I'm one last cigarette, teenager wasted on the town
My friends all took to fentanyl, or fatherhood, or felony
That could've been me
The streets of my hometown sleep well at night
I'm pacing up and down those same old faded traffic lines
My parents' home stays dark past 12, and the public parks outside
And I ain't been back since my dog Jasper died
Tell me how we got so distant
I was just a kid causing trouble like a minute ago
Sneaking out and hoping no one would know
But the further I go, the harder it hits me
And know that I regret this distance
It took all I had just to pick up and leave
Yeah, that could've been me
And it's always close, but the further I go
The harder it hits me when I come back home
The harder it hits me when I come back home
These high school halls where I come from seem small
I'm drinking in the parking lot behind the shopping mall
My friends they took to fentanyl, or having kids before 18
And now it's been too long for me to call
Tell me how we got so distant
I was just a kid causing trouble like a minute ago
Sneaking out and hoping no one would know
But the further I go, the harder it hits me
And know that I regret this distance
It took all I had just to pick up and leave
Yeah, that could've been me
And it's always close, but the further I go
The harder it hits me when I come back home
The harder it hits me when I come back home
The streets of my hometown ain't my home now
I'm one last cigarette, teenager wasted on the town
Tell me how we got so distant
I was just a kid causing trouble like a minute ago
Sneaking out and hoping no one would know
But the further I go, the harder it hits me
And know that I regret this distance
It took all I had just to pick up and leave
Yeah, that could've been me
And it's always close, but the further I go
The harder it hits me when I come back home
The harder it hits me when I come back home
The harder it hits me when I come back home
Written by: Alex Zaichkowski, Gavin Brown, MaÏa Davies, Mike Bilenki