Dopamine Prophecy - The Barbarians of California

Shots wringing out I'm soaking Eardrums shaking and Years start weighing me DOWN Crawling out from a Spiral down im fixing now to Mix the white and BROWN Passing out Running in place You're the sun and i am your CLOUD Burning down Running in place I got so high I finally felt like MYSELF Shots wringing out I'm soaking Eardrums shaking and The years started weighing me DOWN Buried deep in a Heroine sleep And floating deeper UNDERGROUND Passing out Running in place You are the sun and i was your CLOUD Burning down Running in place Got so high finally i felt like MYSELF Would you give your 81ST year For a glimpse of heaven, now and here Would you give your 60th year For a glimpse of heaven, now and here Would you give your 45th year For a glimpse of heaven, now and here Would you give your 34th year For a glimpse of heaven, now and here Shots wringing out I'm soaking Eardrums shaking and Years start weighing me DOWN Crawling out from a Spiral down im fixing now to Mix the white and BROWN Passing out Running in place You're the sun and i am your CLOUD Burning out Running in place I got so high I finally felt like MYSELF Shots wringing out I'm soaking Eardrums shaking and The years started weighing me DOWN Buried deep in a Heroine sleep And floating deeper UNDERGROUND Passing out Running in place You are the sun and i was your CLOUD Burning down Running in place Got so high finally i felt like MYSELF

Children with their toys of war, whoa-oh Birthright of death with a fiery breath Funeral of innocence, oh-whoa Painted up in the red and dressed in lead, woah Are we prisoners or renegades? Well, I've done my time, whoa-oh Behold visions of burning skies Alas Babylon, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa Mothers of barbarians, oh-whoa Were your young so spry When they left to die? Woah Are we prisoners or renegades? Well, I've done my time, whoa-oh Behold visions of burning skies Alas Babylon, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa Are we prisoners or renegades? Well, I've done my time, whoa-oh Behold visions of burning skies Alas Babylon, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa

Little Mona Lisa laying by my side Crimson and Clover pullin' overtime I feel too close to be losin' touch By givin' in, what am I givin' up? Am I losin' way too much? Hey, California waiting Every little thing's gotta be just right Say, while you're tryin' to save me Can't I get back my lonely life? I'm goin' so fast that I can't slow down It's hard to get up when you're spinnin' round and round I'd give you the news, but nothin's changed I'd sing you a song, but they blew it away All wrapped up in this stupid ass game Hey, California waiting Every little thing's gotta be just right Say, while you're tryin' to save me Can't I get back my lonely life? Hey, California waiting Every little thing's gotta be just right Say, while you're tryin' to save me Can't I get back my lonely life? Hey, California waiting Every little thing's gotta be just right Say, while you're tryin' to save me Can't I get back my lonely life? Can't I get back my lonely life? Can't I get back my lonely life?

Goodbye cold, goodbye rain Goodbye sorrow, goodbye shame I'm headed out West with my headphones on Boarding a flight with a song in the back of my soul And no one knows I just found out her ghost left town The Queen of California is a steppin' down, down Hello beauty, hello strange Hello wonder, what's your name? Looking for the sun that Neil Young hung After the Gold Rush of 1971 I just found out her ghost left town The Queen of California is a steppin' down, down If you see her say, "Hello" Just don't tell me, "I told you so" Joni wrote Blue in her house by the sea I gotta believe there's another color waiting on me To set me free I just found out her ghost left town The Queen of California is a steppin' down, down