Lyrics California - Paul Conrad

California

24 and I’m almost over
Wasted when I try to feel sober
Feeling down so you try to get fucked up
You’re up but you’re still down on your luck
Met a girl on the 4th of July
Celebrations lasted one night
She OD’d in the back of my car
Turns out she liked to see stars
Cause that’s the life of a rockstar baby
Coming with me don’t say maybe
Fuck around for a few years later
Buy a house in the burbs with neighbours
Four kids sitting happy by the poolside
All the memories tattoo’d on my mind
Even though this all ends someday
I hope the music never dies
California what a way to die
When the stars are falling
And you don’t know why
California what a way to die
What a way to die
In the motel, gun to your head
Who the hell is this lying in bed?
You blacked out when the sky was still blue
People say what happened to you?
You went away when the new guy moved in
Into your head now you’re living in sin
All the girls left draped in the flag
Strung out and high off hashtags
Coz that’s the life of a rockstar baby
Coming with me don’t say maybe
Fuck around for a few years later
Buy a house in the burbs with neighbours
Four kids sitting happy by the poolside
All the memories tattoo’d on my mind
Even though this all ends someday
I hope the music never dies
California what a way to die
When the stars are falling
And you don’t know why
California what a way to die
What a way to die
What a way to die
What a way to die
What a way to die
California what a way to die
When the stars are falling
And you don’t know why
California what a way to die
What a way to die
California
California
California
California
What a way to die