I remember how you radiate Chemicals react on acetate The camera never lies and stole my fate Now I can't find my way A lullaby Race the tide killed
Pirate satellite transmission A truth is power if you listen (so listen) With radiation low This ghost becomes my skin and bones Our future lies in sound
Some call it love I don't know what you're thinkin' of Such a mystery to me Somehow you always like to play undercover It's your path to discover Roll
Here I stand With lines drawn in the sand On each side there's an ocean Staring out to see the lights as they pull me in It's brings me close to home
We were good, playin' hard, rollin' down the boulevard Liquor drinks, between the bars Making out, back of cars Hey, you see that girl? She's the one
Waking up late, a grey Sunday mourning Got up on the wrong side, so go back to bed Newspaper says, it's gonna be raining At least until Wednesday, but
She likes the boys in the band I'm moving fast as I can Sliding over in her direction Pause to check out my reflection She's wearing all the right clothes
Staring down the boulevard Crescent heights the city lights the way To another wasted day Shiny cars and shooting stars California dreaming in my ear
I understand your point of view So what do I say I've been so underwhelmed before You've got a lot to prove Somewhere lines get crossed it's true It's
Nobody really knows the pain But everybody knows your name You've got their full attention, all eyes on you Small talk can get you through the day There
Face to face but the feeling's gone Blinking, the battle lines are drawn This is the shape of things to come Stand in the shadow of the sun Are you happy
Monday morning and the coffee's on What happened to my perfect world Front page news she's already gone Say hello to the goodbye girl LA traffic don't
I can?t believe I hung around with you All this time You drove me crazy with your ocd Girl your out of your mind I?m counting on ufo?s to beam me up
No one told me there'd be days like these I'm sick of sinkin' man I'm on my knees Tell me again just why you lied to me It's separation anxiety Where
Nothing left to lose Except you and your baby blues Microphone check this rhyme Pancho villa was a friend of mine I get fucked up holla back y?all And
I?ve been so low Yeah I?ve been so strung out Can you picture this I?ll take something It?s better than nothing, anything That you?ve go to give I can
of losing) We're the kids We're the kids We're the kids in America We're the kids We're the kids We're the kids in America
I don?t know what I can take Can you feel the pressure break I?ve been getting by on nothing How long so long Feeling like I lost my vision Transmission