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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
David Hidalgo, Jr.
Drums
Eric Bazilian
Guitar
Dave Hause
Vocals
Tim Hause
Background Vocals
William Wittman
Background Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Dave Hause
Songwriter
Tim Hause
Songwriter
Lyrics
Maybe next year is the line that you hear
In the city I got stuck waiting
For something to give, so tentative
That mantra I just kept saying
Everyone around this cold hard town
Has a dream that they can't seem to quite run down
Your car gets towed or you run out of road
You learn how to fight but The Flinch just grows
But I don't want to look back now
Regret is like a street beat down
It keeps you on your knees
The ringing of that broken bell
It always seems to cast a spell
I know I flinched before
I ain't flinching anymore
She came along like one of those songs
That you hear and you can't stop singing
The Flinch started in like a phantom limb
That broken bell's always ringing
But I don't want to look back now
Or waste a lyric about leaving town
Her face is all I see, she's waiting by the sea
The ringing of that broken bell
It always seems to cast a spell
I was young and I flinched before
I ain't flinching anymore
Always stuck in my own way
Always falling down
Her song's the home I want to stay
It's like a brand new sound
I don't want to look back now
She's waiting by the sea
The ringing of that broken bell
It always seems to cast a spell
I was young I flinched before
I ain't flinching anymore
I ain't flinching anymore
I ain't flinching anymore
I don't want to look back now
I ain't flinching anymore
Writer(s): David Andrew Hause, Timothy William Hause
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