Lyrics:
a little extra heart throb
Paying my bills and paying my dues
I'll never ever ever walk away from my muse
Bucket list for a life grass is greener
of the muses
Common ideologies transcended by our time and seas, I’ve been chasing themes of living
Well creations a chaos, imaginations a lie, my heart beats
Let's take a look back to the 2007
The innocent sun and the summer in heaven
The long gentle nights and a girl by my side
A little bit stoned I felt
with me, my muse
There is so much love in my soul
So little done-so much to do
I want to live in dreams
I don't want to wake up
Cause only here I can see
to me
She pulls on my strings
We swim in the streams
We're lost in the richest of dreams
Your bitch probably shouldn't speak
Your bitch the flavor
half a day
Look at the floor all the magnums used
But at the same time I have the muse
By other pussies with attitude
So when I wanna come clap back
step a comfort, as you settle by my side.
Hey there, quiet companion, whisper to me,
In your gaze, hidden tales and mystery.
Beneath the gentle moon
I'm captured by the view
So much beauty
The road becomes my muse
The heat is rising
And my hand surfs through the wind
Cool, calm, collected
Is
history
From around the world, her people came
Drawn by the light of justice and liberty
Keep your light held high
Keep the dream alive watch over me
Lady
out to L.A.
And I rented me a palace down by the sea
A small town boy to a California king
I rolled up in my limousine
Paparazzi on the scene
I'm
now I'm rolling down California five
With your laughter in my head
I'm gonna have to block it out somehow to survive
'Cause those dreams are dead
now I'm rolling down California five
With your laughter in my head
I'm gonna have to block it out somehow to survive
'Cause those dreams are dead
screamin' loud
Seein' me standin' by your side
It's still a dream but there's nowhere to hide
Nowhere to hide
Nowhere to hide
(Nowhere to hide)
It's
his dreams the key seems to be
Locked by fear deep down in his heart
Like a ghost hiding its shadow at night
He hides his pain in the dark
In his
Wake up to your dreams
And watch them come true
I'll make you whisper my name
And never leave the room
Night and day, I'll be your muse
No other
Man I ain't gonna be shit in the morning after drinking that
If I can sell you the American dream,
I can sell you anything
I got to get out,
understands my dreams.
Look down, what a mess was done by a fountain.
Rivers of black oil tempting me to be drown.
Someone struck a match and now there are
garage in Westwood Village, Los Angeles, California. He must be dead by now, dead somehow, bled somehow. The joy in his eyes when I said wow after he had
surprise you
Consider it done, they're gonna stand right by you
American punks don't care about you
Hollywood what you gonna do?
[Chorus]
Don't say
Hey lady, you, lady, cursin' at your life
You're a discontented mother and a rich inventive wife
I've no doubt you dream about the things you'll
plate?
She say I'm Hollywood
Well shit I must be on my way
With my Louis luggage straight to Californ-ia
I hit my nigga K
Like meet me by the port by eight
California
But right now I’m a thousand miles away
My picture perfect memory in color is slowly turning gray
If I could ever sleep I’d find you in my dreams
I
Now, Whittier arrived in fictional California
We're gonna bring it on again
Bring it on to you hard
Our school spirit was defined by dance
What the fuck is wrong with me?
Maybe I'm just a machine
Lately, I just don't feel anything
This used to feel like a dream
Now I'm thrown out by
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