I am not afraid The outsiders are gathering, a new day is born Drawing patterns with a cork on the tablecloth Promising volcanic change of plot When you told me what you knew Lost in the moment The day that the music stopped And I do remember you Where

Too much juice, too much sauce Juice, sauce Ayy, when it's real, only money change Too much drip, too much clout Too much sauce I be foolin’ with my hooligans that Ruger bought Big rocks, spaceship, superstars (star) Actin' like they want smoke, we got

Now I just wanna know Don't just sugar coat Or say it all if you want Now could you tell me like it is? Pretty little fears Music to my ears Bet you from the West Side, mmm, mmm Do better, who better? You better? Been around

I'm always ready to die but you're killing me My demise, I took a life worth living and Made it worth a mockery I deny, I fold, but they keep on coming Gone, I couldn't murder your promise Right before my eyes The revolutions of my psychosis Kept me

For you and you alone I'll lay my monsters down For you and you alone I'll find my way back home And I'll love you like the sun loves California And we'll watch the sun come up over California Calling California is there anybody home Hello California

I still wonder if you could've been the one 'Cause I wonder if we could've made it last I wonder if we gave it all we had Or if our tempers got the best of us I wonder if I could've been a better man Maybe you'd be with me 'til the end 'Cause even though

Momma put a bible in my glove box And a hot homemade apple pie in the passenger seat She said "you'll always be my baby" She planted a kiss and a couple of tears on my cheek Dad slipped me some traveling cash through a map with it highlighted right on

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Jump all you can And you got out your right foot The sooner you get out In your hide away I might be left dead Serves a place and time I plan on never waking up Side of the road Get out the way

Where's my mind Maybe it's in the gutter where I left my lover What an expensive fate My V is for Vendetta Thought that I'd feel better But now I got a bellyache Sittin' all alone Mouth full of gum In the driveway