Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
My Politic
My Politic
Performer
Kaston Guffey
Kaston Guffey
Lead Vocals
Nick Pankey
Nick Pankey
Background Vocals
Josh Washam
Josh Washam
Bass Guitar
Steve Peavey
Steve Peavey
Dobro
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Kaston Guffey
Kaston Guffey
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
My Politic
My Politic
Producer
Adam Grover
Adam Grover
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

I learned to build fires
In a pot belly stove
Neighbors used to burn tires
At the end of the road
I spent lots of my time
In the woods on my own
Playin' like I was surviving
To far from town
To always hang around with my friends
I learned to shoot guns
And frame houses
Dad taught me well
And that lasted a spell
Till I got a car & I started driving
I drove and I drove
I'm still driving today
I feel like the same kid In so many ways
But the further I get
The more some pieces fade
Like the white on a baseball
Like the passing parade
Wood for the winter
Deer meat in the freezer
Rage in my parents' guts
No gauges no meters
They'd do almost anything
For someone who needed
Came to believe
Isolation means freedom
Trust like a dog left for dead
I learned so much from the things that they said
Farm roads and potholes
Barn swings and trailers
Summers in long sleeves
Chasing the bailer
Exploring the line
Between success and failure
The two keep switching sides in my head
I've grown, I've grown
And I'm still growing today
I feel like that same kid
I'm so many ways
But the further you get
The more some pieces fade
Like the white on a baseball
Like the passing parade
Written by: Kaston Guffey
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