| I grew up in California, I went to public school
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| Played ball on the blacktop every afternoon
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| Me and my friends had problems Just the same as you
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| But when the times get hard and you’re stuck in the dark
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| That’s when the loving shines through like
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| If you’re out there on your own
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| Just remember where you’re from
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| Where we drink until it’s done and throw our bottles at the moon
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| And throw our bottles at the moon
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| We’ve been growing up so long
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| We finally made it home
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| Letting all our problems loose
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| And throw our bottles at the moon
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| So I was born in the city of angels
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| Could’ve fallen through the cracks
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| I made my way to college
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| And I barely made it back
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| Could’ve know, should’ve know my own skin
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| Believe me, it’s been a long hard road
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| Couldn’t do it alone, we’re headed back to the ocean
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| If you’re out there on your own
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| Just remember where you’re from
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| Where we drink until it’s done and throw our bottles at the moon
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| And throw our bottles at the moon
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| We’ve been growing up so long
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| We finally made it home
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| Letting all our problems loose
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| And throw our bottles at the moon
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| Choose not to be it and choose not to fight it
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| From the rooftop see it glow so brightly
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| Let it guide you
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| I got you, I got you, and I got you
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| Burned down a bridge and I thought that I lost you
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| But either way either way either way
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| We know it’s is the same, so you don’t need to aim its the moon
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| I got you, I got you, I got you
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| We’ve been growing up so long
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| We finally made it home
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| Letting all our problems loose
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| And throw our bottles at the moon
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| I grew up in California
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| Yeah and you know, and you know
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| We’re throwing bottles at the moon |