Luyện nghe bài hát West Coast

Me, I'm from a different type of left lane, old west lane
Nosebleeds, palm trees, and tumbleweeds
Outside, they say it's happy here, but it's
Too many pretty faces my attention
So I look at them, remind myself in the glass,
"That pretty everything, you punk ass"
Always to see past the surface, when it looks so perfect
But her eyes will disguise dirt on purpose, you
I grew up here, under the sun, grade school, I was the odd one, out of the
And I mean I was the kid who eat bugs for lunch,
I was the one who wasn't coming where they're coming from
I speak poetically, and never pride my ignorance, but this shit is rigorous
They say it's here, happiness is figurative,
I'm happy 'cause of me, doesn't where I'm living

If the sun was God, I'd be in faith,
If the ocean was the devil, I'd be covered in
I'm so west coast, a goddamn shame
I'm so west coast, it's a goddamn

I'm waking up sheets, naked still sweating
Slept in late so else is ready
My called up, he said,
"Hurry up buddy, it's almost already"
So I up, I went and washed up,
I ate some pasta, I gave my mom hugs
And then I thought, "Uh, gonna be a pretty nice night"
But pretty everything, right?
Golden state mind, I'm my time
Plain shirt, and a skinny black tie
My top let when I get picked up
P C H so
Maybe they right; happiness is a warm gun
But before you shoot, please us
is too fun, California will you marry me?
Let God be the sun and in the ocean they bury me

If the sun was God, I'd be in faith,
If the ocean was the devil, I'd be covered in
I'm so west coast, it's a goddamn
I'm so west coast, it's a goddamn
I'm so west coast, a goddamn shame
I'm so coast, it's a goddamn shame