Crying in California - Binx

Oh I heard about the blonde overdose

About the rich lips oh and the fake love

Or driving hope speeding into nowhere (yeah)

I’ll admit I was a little bit scared…

But it doesn’t matter how the grapes grow baby

Don’t grow them just to make money

Moms soap’s sticking to my tongue like honey

I refuse to get dirty…

I might be

Crying, but I’m crying in California

When I’m flying, I’m flying in California

No it doesn’t matter where you come from

No it’s about making your way to the place you dream about

Crying, but I’m crying in California

Oh it feels like I’m in production

People don’t play my songs

They play my emotions

And my fists are bruised from

Every door I knock knock knock on

They tell me in LA dreams grow to die

But they still grow to make money (they still grow to make money)

And I’m living life on a fault line

Earth quaking from the crowds but I ain’t buckling

I might be

Crying, but I’m crying in California

When I’m flying, I’m flying in California

No it doesn’t matter where you come from

No it’s about making your way to the place you dream about

Crying, but I’m crying in California

I had a dream about California

Now I’m in California

Feels like I’m dying Hollywood Horror

Fake a survival give me that Oscar now

I had a dream about California

Now I’m in California

Feels like I’m dying Hollywood Horror

Fake a survival give me that Oscar now

Crying, but I’m crying in California

When I’m flying, I’m flying in California

No it doesn’t matter where you come from

No it’s about making your way to the place you love

Crying, but I’m crying in California (California)

I had a dream about California

Now I’m in California

Feels like I’m dying Hollywood Horror

Fake a survival give me that Oscar now

From the East of South Africa

To the West Coast of America

From a TV picturing Madonna

To the quitting epidemic I survived it

Feels like I’m dying Hollywood Horror

Fake a survival give me that Oscar now