West Coast - The Neighbourhood

I'm from a different type of left land

The old wild West land

Nose bleeds, palm trees, tumbleweeds wrestling

Outside they say it's happy here

It's depressing

Too many pretty faces catching my attention

So I look 'em

And remind myself in this smudge glass

That pretty isn't everything, you punkass

Always hard to see past the surface when it looks so perfect

But her eyes will disguise dirt on purpose

You listening?

I grew up here, under the sun

In grade school, I was the odd one out of the bunch

And I don't mean I was the kid that eats bugs for lunch

I was the one who wasn't coming from where they're coming from

Uh

I speak poetically and never pride my ignorance

But this California shit is rigorous

So they say it's happy here

Happiness is figurative

I'm happy cause of me, doesn't matter where I'm livin'

If the sun was God, I'd be covered in faith

If the ocean was the devil, I'd be covered in hate

I'm so West Coast, it's a goddamn shame

I'm so West Coast, it's a goddamn shame

I'm waking up underneath sheets, naked, still sweaty

Slept in late so everybody else is ready

Friend called up, he said 'hurry up, buddy'

It's almost sundown already

So I hopped up

Barely washed up

Ate some pasta

Then i gave my mum hugs

Then I thought, huh

It's gonna be a pretty nice night

But pretty isn't everything, right?

Golden state mind

I'm taking my time

Plain white shirt and a skinny black tie

Top left down when I get picked up

PCH, so California

Maybe they were right

Happiness is a warm gun

But before you shoot please, warn us

Life is too fun

California will you marry me?

Let God be the sun and in the ocean they shall bury me

If the sun was God, I'd be covered in faith

If the ocean was the devil, I'd be covered in hate

I'm so West Coast, it's a goddamn shame

I'm so West Coast, it's a goddamn shame.