Testo West coast dreaming A Bloody Canvas

West coast dreaming

the west coast has been calling out my name

i promised i'd meet you there someday

under this pacific sun

but now it scares me to think that things might be different than i'd always dreamed

its not what it seems when your staring at stars

if we're alone in a car maybe then we coudl see through what i never saw in you

a face blinded by neon lights

it was such a pretty sight, i admit,

but it was then that i knew i woudl never fit in

i would never fit in here

the west coast was once my dreams, my hopes

the seams in which i wove these perfect lies to myself
everyting will be just fine, i repeated over and over

but nothing is fine when its not what it seems when your staring at stars but if we're alone in a car maybe then we'd see through what i never saw in you