[Verse 1: Mike Posner]
I’m a writer and a lover
I’m a Midwest music man
And I’ve been to a lot of places
But I’m gon’ end where I began
I took class in Carolina
Got high smoking joints
And now they know my name in Paris
[Hook: Mike Posner]
But I’ll be buried in Detroit
Next to my father, and my father’s father, too
I used to live in New York City
But, baby, that ain’t no substitute
Not for my hometown
That place people avoid
I’ve made love in every city
But I’ll be buried in Detroit
[Verse 2: Mike Posner]
I don’t claim to be a prophet, I just speak my mind
I try to tell it like it is and sometimes God makes it rhyme
I like my songs how I like my women
Honest and to the point
You see I got fucked up in Stockholm
I’m a writer and a lover
I’m a Midwest music man
And I’ve been to a lot of places
But I’m gon’ end where I began
I took class in Carolina
Got high smoking joints
And now they know my name in Paris
[Hook: Mike Posner]
But I’ll be buried in Detroit
Next to my father, and my father’s father, too
I used to live in New York City
But, baby, that ain’t no substitute
Not for my hometown
That place people avoid
I’ve made love in every city
But I’ll be buried in Detroit
[Verse 2: Mike Posner]
I don’t claim to be a prophet, I just speak my mind
I try to tell it like it is and sometimes God makes it rhyme
I like my songs how I like my women
Honest and to the point
You see I got fucked up in Stockholm
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