Santa Monica - Honus Honus

It’s what you’ve learned to speak

It circulates (circulates)

It’s in your bloodstream

Cross-fade (cross-fade)

The truth is killing you

Your drive has lost its lustre

You’re running low on fumes

I started stashing my phone in the freezer at night

To fight temptation, over and over and oh!

It kills me when you say you’re frightened of

‘Bout getting older or even becoming a

Specter of what you used to dream

‘Bout who you thought you once would be

There’s nothing I can do to help

You’re just an extra disappearing now

Are you having a late twenties breakdown

And has all your wild ins caught up and worn you out?

Are you tracing your own reflections

In bathroom mirrors and dialling my number?

You’re driving Santa Monica

All the tears are spilling out of ya

There’s nothing I can do to help

You’re driving Santa Monica

The waves won’t cool you down

You’re driving Santa Monica

All the tears are spilling out of ya

There’s nothing I can do to help

You’re driving Santa Monica

All the tears are spilling out of ya

There’s nothing I can do to help

You’re just an extra disappearing now

White noise (white noise)

The waves won’t cool you down

You’re driving Santa Monica

Disappearing now (now)

You’re driving Santa Monica

The waves won’t cool you down

White noise

White noise

White noise