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I wanna find an apartment in San Francisco Spend all my money on cigarettes and vintage clothes You thought I had it too good but life isn't simple Like San Francisco God, the feeling is so nice No one screwing with my time I was so numb and it was so dumb Back in the place that I come from Someone opened a window And I got out before you knew I was so numb and I was giving up I got this glow in the city that I love I get the feeling that you didn't see it coming And now you're dreaming alone 'Cause I'm not coming home I met a boy Like hanging out on the west coast Paying for nothing I'm always wearing Moschino It's the first time that I've never felt like a zero In San Francisco God, the feeling is so nice No one screwing with my time I was so dumb and it was so numb Back in the place that I come from Someone opened a window and I got out before you knew I was so numb and I was giving up I got this glow in the city that I love I get the feeling that you didn't see it coming And now you're dreaming alone 'Cause I'm not coming home ('Cause I'm not coming home) Giving in, giving in to the impulse And I know, and I know it was so close But somewhere we just grew apart Giving in, giving in to the impulse And I know, and I know it was so close But somewhere we just grew apart I got this glow in the city that I love I get the feeling that you didn't see it coming And now you're dreaming alone 'Cause I'm not coming home ('Cause I'm not coming home) I'm gonna find an apartment in San Francisco Spend all my money on cigarettes and vintage clothes You thought I had it too good but life isn't simple Like San Francisco
Writer(s): Samuel James Morris, Jack Trebor Herrington, Jack Wilson, Christopher Thomas Hall, Natassja Lucy Ellen Shiner Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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