california bummer
Written By Julian Romero
california bummer
you don't get me high like you use to
sweet amphetamine, midas running
through my veins
self-loving artist, you paint me pink but
you speak in shades of blue
California held you down, sorry that I
make you feel the same
ur lips taste like gin
the way you feel against my skin
you roll like thunder, and I'm the lightin
bolt that strikes too fast
it's such a bummer, cause i really
thought that we would last
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