Santa Monica

My cortex is doing backflips
Doesn't make this any less tragic
Bags packed on the go
Down life's coast on my own
Vibe checked harmonic
Like sipping on tonic
Picture perfect ironic

Tide's swept up torn out to sea
Still yet to feel the doubt in me
Tunnel vision keeps rolling on
Heading for that Monica sun

I can't believe it
I cashed my last rain-check
Bet everything feeling nothing
Nothing but this tidal wind
Never gonna break down slow
Bags still packed on the go
Vibe checked harmonic
Picture perfect euphoric

Can't feel misery at all
Her sky it burns so radical
She reflects the pink inside the soul
Cradled landing for the fall



Credits
Writer(s): George Callum
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