Oh no, oh no They're just villains in my mind doin' time They're just matches burning holes in my soul Attention, attention By the way did I mention Nothing 'bout me is ordinary My friends all say I'm going crazy I don't hear a word that they say 'Cause

In California, we're dreaming We never sleep I'm no shooting star Just a burning heart Running through the dark Broken boulevards Like a sinkhole What does it show? In California

Could it be, the things I need. These eyes, they bleed, for you. It's in my hands, the sky So bright its burning it's for me To decide...in flames The black hole, forever mine, I need the fear to push me out. Oh be brave, show me faith, Should I feel

A bunch low lives living the high life Money burning a hole right through the pockets of holey jeans I can still remember when Grandpa died and our ship came in Daddy said he left momma and him more money than we'd ever seen And just like that we were

Paycheck, won't you take my blues away? Yeah, I've been waiting on you since Monday And it's work, work, work And I need a break Won't you take my blues away? Straight from the bank to the honky-tonk Burning a hole I'm gonna spend it, yeah 'Cause I

(Welcome to L.A) Where you can see the whole city burning 'Cause the cops got Uzis and the dealers keep serving And your kids ain't learning shit, except this Sex power and wealth, fuck everything else Trying to survive, Los Angeles Times Trying to

Leavin' the light on Burning the whole night through So I can look at you I'm leavin' the light on Carolina moon, lazy ol' River Time keeps floatin' On By Moss hanging from an oak tree Baby it's just you and me Sure makes one beautiful sight

(You're on fire) (You're on fire) Yeah That's how you know you're on a roll 'Cause when you're hot, it's like you're burning up everyone else's cold You need to stop, drop, and roll 'Cause when you say the shit to get the whole hip-hop shop to blow You

Mogul and they know that Logo on my floor mat Courtside Chamberlain throwback match my Rolex Everywhere I go, flex Vallet park on some loc shit Whole lot of smoke in that 'Rari, that thing potent Burning rubber, wearing cameras, they was undercovers

Just a kiss on your lips in the moonlight Just a touch of the fire burning so bright I don't want to push too far Just a shot in the dark that you just might Be the one I've been waiting for my whole life And I don't want to mess this thing up So baby