Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Bryan Sammis
Bryan Sammis
Background Vocals
Jeremy Freedman
Jeremy Freedman
Background Vocals
Jesse®
Jesse®
Lead Vocals
Michael Margott
Michael Margott
Bass Guitar
Zachary Abels
Zachary Abels
Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jesse®
Jesse®
Songwriter
Zachary Abels
Zachary Abels
Composer
Jeremy Freedman
Jeremy Freedman
Composer
Michael Margott
Michael Margott
Composer
Bryan Sammis
Bryan Sammis
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Jesse®
Jesse®
Producer
Justyn Pilbrow
Justyn Pilbrow
Producer
Tony "Jack the Bear" Mantz
Tony "Jack the Bear" Mantz
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

Jump onto new streets, jump onto new streets Jump onto new streets, jump onto new streets Jump onto new streets, jump onto new streets Me, I'm from a different type of left land, old wild west land Nose bleeds, palm trees and tumbleweeds rustling Outside they say it's happy here but it's depressin' Too many pretty faces catchin' my attention So I look at 'em, remind myself in this smudged 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 to eat bugs for lunch I was the one who wasn't comin' from where they're comin' from, uh I speak poetically and never pride my ignorance But this California shit is rigorous 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 sweating Slept in late so everybody else is ready My friend called up, he said, "Hurry up, buddy, it's almost sundown already" So I hopped up, I went and washed up I ate some pasta then I gave my mom hugs And then I thought, uh 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 My top let 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 I'm so west coast, it's a goddamn shame I'm so west coast, it's a goddamn shame I'm so west coast, it's a goddamn shame I'm so west coast, it's a goddamn shame It's a goddamn shame
Writer(s): Zachary Abels, Bryan Sammis, Mike Margott, Jesse Rutherford, Jeremy Freedman Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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