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I once heard a song about it never rains in Southern California

I once saw a band play at the Farm sober I hadn’t had a drink

Like cleaning gums or huggin’ bums

Or doin’ something that you know’s good for ya
Those times are tedious and tenuous
And hopefully much shorter than a blink

I’m so easy to deciphe

I could rationalize for life
But from all the strife I caused

I gotta go without

Taking codones is insane

I don’t wanna kill I want more pain
So like the California drought

I’m dryin’ out

I got the one job that it’s frowned upon if you’re not a user
The bands that are all sober are the ones playing the Warped and county fairs
I’ll go to a meeting and get called a loser
Then I get invited to a party from a bro who works at Bayer

He’s got the shit from 1910

bottled H that’s genuine
I just wanna see what all the hype’s about
I just gotta try it once,

but I say no cuz I got 3 months
And like the California drought

I’m dryin’ out

My sponsor should be Ernie Ball or PBR not Pat from Petaluma
The chips I want are kale, corn, potato, and for betting on a flush
But now I gotta listen to a 20 minute story that’s just a rumor
And I’m sorry but this nicotine and caffeine don’t gimme the same rush

I’m a jest pilot in jux

to positions in a crux
I’m not in fashion I’m in flux, so they all doubt

I just want some cocaine

but it’s making me insane
I think I may have broken my brain

I’m dryin’ out