Hollywood Undead - California dreaming

^GbLike a sinkhole ^FmLike a sinkhole ^GbStars are born then fucking ate up in a ^Fmday slow ^GbWhat does it show? ^FmWhat does it show? C-C-^GbCut off all the tethers to your ^Fmlost soul ^GbThink about a time ^Fmon a dotted line ^GbVenice Beach, ^Fmcutthroats on the shoreline ^GbIt ain't a fucking crime ^FmI'm taking back what's mine ^GbLos Angeles, we on the front line ^FmClick-click-boom, let 'em fall ^GbLining 'em up with a ^Fmsemi-matic auto ^GbHear the call, ^Fmhear the call ^GbHop in the whip to ^Fmdemonstrate that I'm out though When I do it like ^Gbthis With a wiffle ball ^Fmbat ^GbSurf's up, b*tches, and it's like that ^BbmHollywood coming to attack

I'm no ^Fshooting star Just a ^Cburning heart We never ^Gsleep In California, we're ^Gdreaming Running ^Fthrough the dark Broken ^Cboulevards We never ^Gsleep In ^FCalifornia, we're ^Gdreaming In ^FCalifornia, we're ^Gdreaming

^GbArmageddon now, ^FmArmageddon now ^GbCoked out skeletons come ^Fmback down ^GbBreak 'em down, gotta ^Fmbreak 'em down ^GbBroke down Ford lights, ^Fmsing so loud The ^Gbgreatest story ever told The ^Fmgreatest five ever known ^GbDead men walking Au^Fmdition for the big show It's ^Gbbiblical It's also ^Fmcynical In the land of ^Gbmake-believe, the situation's ^Fmcritical ^GbSink into the ocean like some martyrs at our ^Fmpinnacle ^GbYeah, it's just a vision, but the waves are f*cking ^Fmliteral ^GbAs above... ^FmSo below ^GbYou wanna go to heaven, but you ^Fmsold your soul ^GbDying young... ^FmI'm growing cold ^GbCut yourself apart, so you ^Fmdon't grow old We're ^Gbliving in denial... But we're d^Fmoing it in style Out ^Gbhere in California, it's a ^Bbmtrial by fire

I'm no ^Fshooting star Just a ^Cburning heart We never ^Gsleep In California, we're ^Gdreaming Running ^Fthrough the dark Broken ^Cboulevards We never ^Gsleep In ^FCalifornia, we're ^Gdreaming In ^FCalifornia, we're ^Gdreaming

^EbmTension hidden in the ^Abquestion Underneath the ^Bbmdreams I hold I can see re^Ebmjection in my own re^Abflection I can feel my ^Bbmdreams grow cold ^BDreams grow cold

I'm no ^Fshooting star Just a ^Cburning heart We never ^Gsleep In California, we're ^Gdreaming Running ^Fthrough the dark Broken ^Cboulevards We never ^Gsleep In ^FCalifornia, we're ^Gdreaming In ^FCalifornia, we're ^Gdreaming

^GbIn California...^{Fm Gb Fm Gb}In California, ^Fmwe're dreaming^{Gb Fm Gb}In California...^{Fm Gb Fm}