Luyện nghe bài hát California Dreaming

Like a
(Like a sinkhole)

Stars are born then fucking made up and Undead
What does it

(What it show?)

C-c-cut up all the to your lost soul
Think I'm to die on a dotted line

it's beef, cut throats on a short lie

It ain't a fucking crime, for taking what's mine

Los Angeles, we on a line

Click-click-boom, let them
them up with a semi-matic auto

Hear the call, the call

Hop in the to tip it straight then I'm out though
When I do it like with a wiffle ball bat
up, bitches, and it's like that
Hollywood to attack

I'm no star
Just a heart
We sleep
In California, we're
through the dark
Broken
We never
In California, dreaming
In California, dreaming

I'mma get it now, now
Coked out, skeletons, back down
Break down, gotta break them down
Broke Ford lights, sing so loud
The greatest story told, the greatest mob ever known

Dead man walking, for the big show
It's biblical, social

In the of make believe the situation's critical
to the ocean lies some martyrs that are pinnacle
Yeah, I'm just a but my wings are fucking literal

As above, so

You wanna go to heaven but you sold soul

young, I'm going cold

Cut yourself a bunch so you don't old

living in denial but we're doing it in style

Out here in California, a trial by fire

I'm no star
Just a heart
We sleep
In California, we're
through the dark
Broken
We never
In California, we're
In California, we're

the future tension, hidden in the question
Underneath the I hold
I can see in my own reflection
I can my dreams grow cold

(Dreams cold!)
(Oh!)

I'm no shooting
a burning heart
We sleep
In California, we're
through the dark
Broken
We sleep
In California, dreaming
In California, we're

In
(In California, dreaming)
In California, dreaming
(In California, dreaming)
In