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California
02:44
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Well I drove by the house that I grew up in as a kid
Where we locked ourselves in basements and we taught ourselves to sing
It took me back to every single night that we would spend
Strumming, drinking, singing of the lives we wish we had
It was always out of reach
Outstretched arms opening
California's far away
Tired eyes hide the pain
Though I don't know if I'll make it
At least I'll know I tried
California's on my mind
The house is a new color, my dogs still buried in that backyard
The ironies not lost on me, I know change is pretty hard
Is it okay if I'm nostalgic but still wish for better days
What's it mean if I look back and don't feel badly that I've changed
It was always hard to breath
Idle hands trembling
California's far away
Tired eyes hide the pain
Though I don't know if I'll make it
At least I'll know I tried
California's on my mind
Maybe you'll get there in time
California's on my mind
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RX
03:18
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Jaded, broken, beating
My fist into the wall.
As paper thin rhythms
Echo through the hall
I've been thinking about blue skies and the ocean
And how they stay the same
There's constants all around us,
Just so we can go and change
I know i sound lost,
But i would die for my cause
There's nothing left to feel
When you're not even here
Half of the time
So what makes you think you have the right
To tell me how i should feel
How to decide
What to do with my life
So if you hate me let me know
And if i'm wrong then let me go
I'm tired of the wait say What you’re gonna say
And give me the truth
Or i'll give it to you
I've been feeling less defeated
Every time i hear my name
You say that you still love me
But it just don't feel the same
I've been picking up pieces from the battle
That tore us both apart
Putting myself back together
With pride in every scar
Now who's the one that sounds lost
And wouldn't die for our cause
I guess there's nothing left that's real
When you're not even here
Half of the time
So what makes you think you have the right
To tell me how i should feel
How to decide
What to do with my life
So if you hate me let me know
And if i'm wrong then let me go
I'm tired of the ways in which you've come to say
Give me the truth
Or i'll give it to you
If i'm wrong then let me know
I know the truth
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