California Sleeves

Finding God in the parking lot
Not quite subtle, but not so on the nose
Some conversations, we have them in reverse
No room for error and no time to rehearse
What's the point man is there a through line or a theme
Or is there just something stuck between my teeth
All together now, we're on our own
Looking for something a little less bleak

Time isn't on your side and neither am I
Time isn't on your side and neither am I

Fold your arms in the driver's seat
You've got your foot on the gas but you couldn't find the keys
People like to talk man, does word sure get around
This ship is sinking, but no one made a sound
Constant comedy of errors it seems that
Recurring nightmare's in the house of your dreams
Fooled again by California sleeves
I'm saying "that's showbiz baby!"
Instead of going to therapy

Time isn't on your side and neither am I
Time isn't on your side and neither am I



Credits
Writer(s): Quinn Decker
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