tragedy painted on your heart
you want all these great things
but no one ever seems to see that part
because you're living in a lame excuse
another wasted breath on you
obtuse, the angle, that you lie
but stretch your spine it's almost summertime
and trust me you'll know when you get there
Cali has this way with you
and trust me, you'll see when you get scared
who's really on his way to pick up you
because you're living in a lame excuse
another wasted breath on you
obtuse, the angle, that you lie
but stretch your spine it's almost summertime
play your little games
lie down with whoever's close
and I'll be on that train again
playing for whoever's close
Cali has this way with you
so drink another bottle
what's it gonna hurt to?
While I smoked the road
I watched it burn
kept my body warm
when you refused to
Cali has this way with you
all done up with no one to take you
but you're sleeping it off
show them who's boss
because they've always had their way with you
because you're living in a lame excuse
another wasted breath on you
obtuse, the angle, that you lie
but stretch your spine it's almost summertime
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