blood balloon

This is California, found a room to rent
A pool party, drug induced, with friends that heaven sent
You can see our baggage on the diving board
Mine looks like the dad and son splashing back and forth
Hope is where it started so a '**** off' to fateful ends
Were landing on over complication or oblivion
Theres more forgiveness lower down our necks, yeah
You can strum your hardest and get away with hoping for the best
Hold me down for an hour or two
Ill paint your face on a blood balloon
And you wont know if you believe
In something more than the belief
A future investment in the futures con
I guess everyone is part perfect storm and part broken song
So to those who cant afford bronchitis ya settle for a cough
Afraid of where youre going so you purposely stay lost
Hold me down for an hour or two
Ill paint your face on a blood balloon
And you wont know if you believe
In something more than the belief
Theres no belief in simply being
Theres no belief in simply being
This aint California (This aint California)
This aint California (This aint California)
Its simply me!
Romanticize the past while the future is in full collapse
You can
Hold me down for an hour or two
Ill paint your face on a blood balloon
And you wont know if you believe
In something more than the belief