EMA - California lyrics

rate me

F*ck California, you made me boring

I've bled all my blood out

But these red pants they don't show that

My old friends though they know that

But when I sold them I sold that

I'm sorry Gracie Grewie Golden...

I'm sorry Steven and Andrew that I ever loved you

You never seen the ocean you never been on a plane

Schizophrenic rules the brain

And it's coming to take you away

You're still my past life martyred saint

Give me the places, I'll give you the names

Wasted away alone on the planes

What's it like to be small town and gay?

F*ck it baby, I know you'll never change

So hold me down

But I got in

Quick hit to the face

Soft blow to the mouth

On Christmas morning

You're bleeding from the fingertips

You rubbed me raw, you rubbed me wrong

And I hear you and I think of you

Oh California

Now you've corrupted us all with your sexuality

Tried to tell me love was free

Tried to tell me love was free

I said them? Maybe you you you you you and me

Oh love in the time of scandal

Love in the form of tragedy

Love so much, so real, so f*cked

It's 51-50

But I'm just 22,

I'm just 22,

I don't mind dying

I don't mind dying

I don't mind

What does failure taste like?

To me it tastes like dirt

I'm begging you please to look away

I bet my money on the Bob Tail Man

Somebody bet on the bet

I saw Joseph carrying the gun

I saw Mary carrying the gun

The gun, the gun, the gun

The gun, carrying the gun

I saw Grandpa carrying the gun

I saw Grandma carrying the gun

The gun, the gun, the gun

The gun, carrying the gun

I used to carry the gun

I used to carry the gun

The gun, the gun, the gun

The gun, carrying the gun.<br />

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Thanks to Andrei