California Spectrum
You smoke your cigarettes
Pour a class of regrets
Sit down in your favorite place
Wipe all looks from your face
But that don’t mean
You’re gunna escape
I can tell you’re hiding you
I can see you’re aim ain’t true
You can claim they mean more
But your demons aren’t scarier
No body will accept
A broken mess
Life is a puzzle with
Pieces taken out
So before you die just
Make a sound
No one is evil and
No one is saved
But just speak up before
You’re in that grave
You’re a diamond in the rough
You think that is enough
You may have it figured out
You don’t show any doubt
But that don’t mean
It won’t crash down
Crowds of people look up to you
You must believe it’s true
Counting on lady luck
So you won’t get stuck
No body will accept
When you know it all
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