Depression

Something so iconic about

Looking at the palm trees and all I can think about is

Hanging myself from them

Something so ironic about

Looking at the stars and all I can think about is

How small and meaningless we are

I don't care

If the sun goes down on me

It's the only time I'm free

In depression, California

Where reality meets my dreams

Something oh so tragic bout being

The city of dreams and all I can see are the

Has-beens and failures around me

Something almost funny about

Sitting at the beach and all I want is for the

Next wave to take me back to where I belong

I don't care

If thе sun goes down on me

It's the only timе I'm free

In depression, California

Where reality meets my dreamsI don't mind

If there's no end to this fight

It's come to be my life

This depression, California

And I know

Even in the darkest night

That somewhere there's a light

In depression, California

Where reality meets my dreams

So who let the sun go down on you

Singing who let the sun go down on you

You

You don't even know