California - Paul Conrad

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