Second to Last - California, Son | Текст песни

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I miss it most on days like these
I miss the company of my friends back east
Stretch my heart across the interstates
In hopes that somebody relates

The California sun failed to warm my heart this time
So I guess I'll drown myself in another bottle of cheap wine
I'll find you somewhere else, deep inside my memories
Until then I'm all alone and dying quietly

When did my days become so boring?
Waking up to stale routine every morning
I feel like I got lost in the shuffle
A mutt shut up with a muzzle

The California sun failed to warm my heart this time
So I guess I'll drown myself in another bottle of cheap wine
I'll find you somewhere else, deep inside my memories
Until then I'm all alone and dying quietly

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