Orange County - Pigeon John

I think that i’m falling slowly and i don’t wanna get up

I kinda like it down here all I can do is look up

When noone’s looking i can do exactly what I want

I’m going to Orange County I’m going to Orange County

Heh it’s kinda risky

When me and friends start drinking whiskey

Now we spinning and grinning and feeling frisky

Throwing bottles out the window like a frisbee

Outside yelling at the stars tipsy

Trying to find God screaming where is he?

Friends grabbing on my sleeves trying to save me

Covering my mouth and thought that He gave me

And now we sipping the room taking shots like medicine

Calming the storms up in the head again

Way ahead of excedrine slipping feeling words

Spill out the mouth until we freaking hit the bed again

And I used to to youth group that what I thinking

In the corner with my head down sobbing the truth

I got my n***s in the kitchen drinking around the stove

Laughing loud and hugging and the 'bout to explode

That’s when i stand crooked start cussing at my friends

Swinging my fist take another shot of Hen

Everything seems right everything seems frantic

Everything gleams slow motion like trantic

Take another sip piss on the carpet

All I hear is fuzz all i feel is buzz

All I need is Love all i need is hope

Hanging on the walls and i’m trying not to float

Trying not to choke up swallowing my throw up

Watching CKY with my homeys tore up

Get a call from my girl and i’m trying to explain

That my love in the end only succumes to pain

Then I hang up in mid thought and i feel caught

In the middle of a hurricane spinning in a loft

Then i start pop locking blowing out my snot

In the bathroom crying and can’t stop lying

Oh God why does it have to be this way

Never again I promise never this much make it stop ok

Make it stop Dude please I’ll do whatever you say

But let me finish off my Alize

Chrous