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Listen to my new song, "couch surfing," here: https://sl.cmdshft.com/couchsurfing Composers: Ashley Anne, Fran Litterski, Olivia DaPonte, Averie Bielski Producers: Fran Litterski, Kevin Monahan Performer: Ashley Anne Acoustic Guitar: Fran Litterski Banjo: Kevin Monahan Background Vocals: Ashley Anne, Fran Litterski Electric Guitar: Kevin Monahan Programming: Fran Litterski, Kevin Monahan Bass: Kevin Monahan Mixing Engineer: Josh Bonanno Mastering Engineer: Mike Monseur A different night different front porch view A futon in the corner of a neighbors’ living room Spare key underneath the doormat Week’s worth of clothes in a backpack Toothbrush a charger and worn out pair of shoes Was all she had to lose Tryna keep her head above the water She’s everybody’s daughter It’s hard to make a strangers house a home Drowning nowhere to anchor down Temporary solid ground Just tryna stay afloat Hiding all the hurting Behind some linen curtains Feeling like a burden Couch surfing She took whatever place she had to crash A mansion, an apartment or a four bedroom two bath Had a coffee table for a nightstand, falling asleep to the box fan Tip toeing by the photos on the fridge That she ain’t even in Tryna keep her head above the water She’s everybody’s daughter It’s hard to make a strangers house a home Drowning nowhere to anchor down Temporary solid ground Just tryna stay afloat And Hiding all the hurting Behind some linen curtains Feeling like a burden Couch surfing Crashing with the waves Going with the flow Don't take up too much space Try not to rock the boat Keep your head above the water You’re this whole damn towns daughter You have to make a strangers house a home Drowning nowhere to anchor down Temporary solid ground Just tryna stay afloat Hiding all the hurting Behind some linen curtains Feeling like a burden Couch surfing