I need to get myself out of this
California hell
Cause there’s a fire burning in my lungs
I know I was born and raised to love these long and hot summer days
And I know you’ll always be my blood
But I’ve never,
thought about the rest of the world
And i’ll never grow if
I’ve never really felt the cold
Aug 19, 2018
Aug 19, 2018 at 1:47 AM UTC
I need to get myself out of this
California hell
Cause there’s a fire burning in my lungs
I know I was born and raised to love these long and hot summer days
And I know you’ll always be my blood
But I’ve never,
thought about the rest of the world
And i’ll never grow if
I’ve never really felt the cold
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