LA (feat. Tee of SWIM TEAM) - John Cannon

I've got a vice (I've got a vice), and it's a sweet one And I've got a grip on life, but it's a weak one now Don't make me lie (don't make me lie), I'd kill to waste my time Drinking heavy on the beach with you on my mind You're a headache but I love it I'll take you in, I'm not above it, no, no, no, no Go tell those other guys to shove it 'Cause you know, they just don't get it They just don't get it, no, no How'd you get in my blood? I got a feeling I should cool it, baby How do you taste so good? How 'bout you wake me up when you leave mе? I know I'm chasin' you So hard, it ain't lost on me that I might be wastin' you You're a hеadache but I love it (mmm, I love it) I'll take you in, I'm not above it, no, no, no, no Tell those other guys to shove it 'Cause you know, they just don't get ya They just don't get ya, no, no How'd you get in my blood? (How'd you get in my blood?) I've got a feeling I should cool it, baby (I gotta feeling, how'd you get in my blood?) How do you taste so good? (How do you taste so good?) How 'bout you wake me up when you leave me? (I think I'm losing it) I'm fucking losing it I'm off the walls and I don't think that I can quit Let's raise a glass to you if you would listen I wanna make a toast to everyone still kicking You've got me on the line Running but you won't stop tonight I won't let it, won't let it waste my time You say you've got what I need Honey, I know what's best for me Won't let it, won't let it take my life And I think I might love you Do anything to make you happy But over and over, I can't stop the sin I won't fall apart underneath, so I'll dive right in It's all for you, for you, for you, for you I'd make a fool of myself just for you So better luck next time I've wasted all my energy on making up lies to myself For you, for you, for you, for you I'd make a fool of myself just for you Whoa, no one likes it when you lose control No one can help you if you don't let go No, no one likes it when you lose control No, no one can help you if you don't let go No, come back, I can't stand to see you like this anymore No, I've got your medicine, I've got your medicine So come out and fuck with it

One, two, one, two, three Our lives will come to an end So don't die with a bunch of regrets When it's all set in stone And you're nothing but bones Can you live with the things that you did Or the things that you didn't? The things that you didn't Just write down your plans on the back of your hands Until you feel the sand on your toes Keep drivin' west to the coast I don't know where you're from But I would take the long way home You need to go with your mom So pack your stuff and drive along To Cannon Beach, Cannon Beach Cannon Beach, Cannon Beach Wo-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh Wo-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh Wo-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh Wo-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh The sky looks bluer out here Watch the tide slowly disappear You know the waves have so much to say But it's something that you'll never hear If you don't stop and listen Maybe you'll miss it Write down your plans on the back of your hands Until you feel the sand on your toes Keep drivin' west to the coast, oh-oh I don't know where you're from But I would take the long way home You need to go with your mom Pack your stuff and drive along To Cannon Beach, Cannon Beach Cannon Beach, Cannon Beach Wo-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh Wo-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh Wo-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh Wo-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh I don't know where you're from But I would take the long way home You need to go with your mom Pack your stuff and drive along

Snow is falling in lightning flash In the morning we wake to thunder blasts It's so mild the dogs march in, Deflating circles till the sun breaks in I lost my journal but I'm certain that A thief is after my most secret past To broadcast in twilight my buzzing mind Creates this nonsense turns my neglect into crime My mother tries to keep the pace With rush hour ladies who aren't afraid To shoot their arrows at the good name She built with cannons and subtle grace Listen now to these sounds All I have oh these sounds Mother shoot those cannons off, Destroy this wicked place The winter brings peculiar things To thaw and leave no trace