What is this place? What has it become?
The kids are fuckin' stupid, the adults are dumb
My fingertips are shaking, but I'm holdin' the gun
Right beside my temple 'cause I wanna have fun
And the fear is all we know
(Wanna talk about it?) No
When the fear is all we know
Where do we go?
Welcome to New California
Yeah, Paradise has lost her way
You'll die inside New California
It's all brand-new, nothing's changed
The stars are all here, but they can't be seen
They die beside the fentanyl and amphetamines
I wanna write a novel, but my fingers are numb
We're all a bunch of losers, but at least we have fun
And the fear is all we know
And we've got nowhere left to go
When the fear is all we know
How do we grow?
Bobby was a wreck and he was trackin' on some breakfast
He went out to get some eggs and forgot his fuckin' gold necklace
Now he's rockin' by the beaches and he's layin' under piers
But he doesn't understand that everybody disappears
'Cause the beach is made of blood and you can see it in the sand
And everybody thinks Los Angeles is golden and it's grand
The truth is in the water, you can taste it if you drink it
Now his ship is setting sail, but he's gonna fucking sink it
Welcome to New California
Yeah, Paradise has lost her way
You'll die inside New California
It's all brand-new, nothing's changed
What is this place? What has it become?
What is this place? What has it become?
What is this place? What has it become?
What is this place? What has it be—
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