Watsky - Cali or die lyrics

(think of me
Repeats at the beginning of most measures)

Every corner I stop I see ghosts
Of these people, these people, I used to be
Every step that I take leaves more in my wake
So I just stand still

Oh it gets so lonely oh it gets so lonely
Oh it gets so lonely it's California or die
Oh don't say a word
Don't feed the birds don't make any waves
Or what man, or what?

We weren't powerful people
Who lift cars over our heads
I hate days carrying hatred
If it drops, let it drop
Let the Earth decide

Once in a while when we smile


And we mean it to strangers
Once in a while when we
Finally say what we mean

Then all of these people who rush
By and brush at the edges
We touch at the edges
We mostly go hedging our bets

But we take a risk
Look in the eyes that you've hurt
What a feeling to be free
From the way that you
Thought that you had to
Move through this world

What a joy to be home in your
Skin in your own tender skin
To be home and be still in
This world that's the ultimate fantasy
But we're experts in fantasy