California - Miya Folick

Left behind my home

Three thousand miles down the road

In my honda with my only mouth to feed

I don’t care what town

As long as she’s not hangin round

Just get me far as hell from Nashville, Tennessee

Cause I’d rather be depressed

In California

Ocean’s got the only blues I need

Lay me down to rest

In California

Heart as cold as New Year’s NYC

Friends all think I’m dead

A silver bullet to my head

They’ve been searching in the flowers and the weeds

They don’t know the truth

I’m bringing back the joy of youth

Drinking HIgh Life from the bottle on the beach

Cause I’d rather be depressed

In California

Ocean’s got the only blues I need

Lay me down to rest

In California

Heart as cold as New Year’s, NYC

Cause I’d rather be depressed

In California

Finally I can find myself some peace

Lay me down to rest

In California

Maybe I’ll just end up on TV

One hundred thousand cigarettes

In California

Still cleaner than the air I used to breathe

Cause I’d rather be depressed

In California

Cause nothin else is good enough for me