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This, this music makes me cry It sounds just like my soul, oh Oh I'm not ready to win Oh lord cause I don't wanna know what they say Cause I get carried away Commodifying all the pain The things they see in me, I cannot see myself When you get bored of me, I'll be back on the shelf And when the ocean rises up above the ground Baby I'll drown in... California You only like me when you think I'm looking sad California I didn't think you'd end up treating me so bad Oh, I, I, I Come Monday, it's a dream Oh, I, I, I Broken my own heart again Chasing something beautiful Oh, but I don't understand what they say Cause I get carried away Commodifying all the pain Letras de cancionesThe things they see in me, I cannot see myself When you get bored of me, I'll be back on the shelf And when the ocean rises up above the ground Baby I'll drown in... California You only like me when you think I'm looking sad California I didn't think you'd end up treating me so bad California You only like me when you think I'm looking sad California I didn't think you'd end up treating me so bad Oh, I, oh, I Oh na, na, na, ne From Letras Mania