Ben Moves To California

I woke up the other day walked out to blue suburban skies,

Skies filled with dreams and butterflies

And I wondered to myself how do I fit in this game?

Just a nameless face or faceless name

Then I remembered an old friend of mine how we'd watch tv all night

Tell each other about our dreams, but I don't see him no more, no.

Light a cigarette and watch this day go by,

Burned another six minutes to the sky

I need a fucking answer but I guess that's why we live this life

A constant search for something right

Now my mind is wondering how am I going to get fucked up today,

Light a bowl and see it all fade away

It happens everyday