Happy and Poor - Mixtapes

Remember the way the mattress sat

In the middle of my room

With a light above and my notebooks on the nightstand

The calm and the storm, the rain and the phone

Listening to all these records at midnight, for once home felt like home

I’ve always found myself back here

With a constant ringing in my head

I’m still excited after all these years, September came and went

The cold on my face, I like to be outside

I stare up at the stars when I get home

Tonight it’s all weighing on my mind

After 3am I just start to write, and my thoughts they always end up blank

Oh well, another time and another place

I’ve always found myself back here

With a constant ringing in my head

I’m still excited after all these years, September came and went

I’m poor and I’m happy

I’m tired and I’m cranky

I’m poor and I’m happy at least most of the time

I feel young, I feel restless

I’m a fool, and I’m wreckless

But I’m poor and I’m happy at least most of the time

I’ve always found myself back here

With a constant ringing in my head

I’m still excited after all these years, September came and went

I’ve always found myself back here

With a constant ringing in my head

I’m still excited after all these years, September came and went