California Dreaming

Album: V (2017)
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  • Like a sinkhole
    Like a sinkhole
    Stars aren't born, they're fucking made up in a dice roll
    What does it show?
    What does it show?
    C-c-cut off all the tethers to your lost soul
    Think about a time on a dotted line
    Venice Beach, cutthroats on the shoreline
    It ain't a fucking crime
    I'm taking back what's mine
    Los Angeles, we on the front line
    Click-click-boom
    Let 'em fall
    Lining 'em up with a semi-matic auto
    Hear the call, hear the call
    Hop in the whip to dip it straight, then I'm out though
    When I do it like this
    With a wiffle ball bat
    Surf's up, bitches, and it's like that
    Hollywood coming to attack

    I'm no shooting star
    Just a burning heart
    We never sleep
    In California, we're dreaming
    Running through the dark
    Broken boulevards
    We never sleep
    In California, we're dreaming
    In California, we're dreaming

    Armageddon now, Armageddon now
    Coked out skeletons come back down
    Break 'em down, gotta break 'em down
    Broke down Ford lights, sing so loud
    The greatest story ever told
    The greatest five ever known
    Dead men walking
    Audition for the big show
    It's biblical
    It's all so cynical
    In the land of make-believe, the situation's critical
    Sink into the ocean like some martyrs at our pinnacle
    Yeah, it's just a vision, but the waves are fucking literal
    As above
    So below
    You wanna go to heaven, but you sold your soul
    Dying young
    I'm growing cold
    Cut yourself apart, so you don't grow old
    We're living in denial
    But we're doing it in style
    Out here in California, it's a trial by fire

    I'm no shooting star
    Just a burning heart
    We never sleep
    In California, we're dreaming
    Running through the dark
    Broken boulevards
    We never sleep
    In California, we're dreaming
    In California, we're dreaming

    I can feel the tension hidden in the question
    Underneath the dreams I hold
    I can see rejection in my own reflection
    I can feel my dreams grow cold
    Dreams grow cold

    I'm no shooting star
    Just a burning heart
    We never sleep
    In California, we're dreaming
    Running through the dark
    Broken boulevards
    We never sleep
    In California, we're dreaming
    In California, we're dreaming

    In California
    In California, we're dreaming
    In California, we're dreaming
    In California, we're dreaming
    In California Writer/s: Daniel Murillo, Dylan Alvarez, George Ragan, Jorel Decker
    Publisher: BMG Rights Management
    Lyrics licensed and provided by LyricFind

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