| Hey, dark child, did you find your way? |
| Find your way out of the strong alcohol and the powder bags |
| Fake Barbies and West L. A |
| Did you find a young girl? |
| Did you ask her out yet, darling, what’s her name? |
| Numb in a state |
| I will come around, yeah |
| Come to the States |
| Come around |
| Yeah |
| Oh my, my, my |
| Wait 'til you meet California |
| Oh my, my, my |
| Wait 'til you see the sunsets |
| Hey, fragile, did you run away? |
| Can you ever find peace in the shadow-like way you were born and raised? |
| Tombstones say that you made a change |
| Did you spend your last days cleaning up after all of the measurements? |
| Numb in a state (Numb in a state) |
| I will come around (Come around, yeah) |
| Come to the States (Come to the States) |
| Come around |
| Yeah |
| Oh my, my, my |
| Wait 'til you meet California |
| Oh my, my, my |
| Wait 'til you see the sunset |
| It’s a new day, I |
| Flip the new page up |
| All the paper trash, I |
| Was drifting, now I’m rising |
| Come roll with me |
| I will show you all the lights, yeah |
| I get like this |
| Everytime we come around, yeah |
| Please turn it up |
| 'Cause I really like the sound, yeah |
| Oh my, my, my |
| Wait 'til you meet California |
| Oh my, my, my |
| Wait 'til you see the sunset |
| Yeah |