| The sun wakes me on devil’s morning- his
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| Arms stretched over the town- to make a
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| Red sky, month of July- and you are
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| Gorgeous, the dust you ingest you die
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| Broke my link, my ideal
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| Now their eyes, like their lies
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| Move on quick, like a suicide
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| Summer prays that she could be rain
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| As the car crash left you for the blame
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| And nightfall brought your demons and evil arcade
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| She is the famine, I’m California
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| He is Dakota, I’m California
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| I can’t be lying in California
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| Well where’s your Christian name, California
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| The sunset was the devil’s warning and it’s
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| Siren was louder than love and it
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| Sounds so pretty and sweet that you
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| Fell down the leaves of a cherry tree
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| Something born in my brain
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| Bleeding silver and rain
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| Summer prays that she could be rain
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| As the car crash left you for the blame
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| And nightfall was a shock so you closed your eyes
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| A fever breaks out through the lies
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| And I’m gone cause I felt the curse of the sun
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| She is the famine, I’m California
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| He is Dakota, I’m California
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| I can’t be lying in California |
| There’s lots of sugar in California
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| He is beautiful and a whore
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| And he’ll die with you on the floor
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| Sounds like sugar into your ear
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| And his spiderweb caught your tear
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| I noticed he’s writing his name in your hand
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| I noticed…
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| Summer prays that she could be rain
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| As the car crash left you for the blame
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| And nightfall brought your demons and evil arcade (California)
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| She is the famine, I’m California
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| He is Dakota, I’m California
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| I can’t be lying in California
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| You left your sweetheart in California |