Gb
Like a sinkhole
Fm
Like a sinkhole
Gb                                      Fm
Stars are born then fucking ate up in a day slow
Gb
What does it show?
Fm
What does it show?
    Gb                              Fm
C-C-Cut off all the tethers to your lost soul
Gb                 Fm
Think about a time on a dotted line
Gb            Fm
Venice Beach, cutthroats on the shoreline
Gb
It ain't a fucking crime
Fm
I'm taking back what's mine
Gb
Los Angeles, we on the front line
Fm
Click-click-boom, let 'em fall
Gb                   Fm
Lining 'em up with a semi-matic auto
Gb             Fm
Hear the call, hear the call
Gb                 Fm
Hop in the whip to demonstrate that I'm out though
                  Gb
When I do it like this
                   Fm
With a wiffle ball bat
Gb
Surf's up, b*tches, and it's like that
Bbm
Hollywood coming to attack


[Chorus]
       F
I'm no shooting star
       C
Just a burning heart
         G
We never sleep
                     G
In California, we're dreaming
        F
Running through the dark
       C
Broken boulevards
         G
We never sleep
   F                 G
In California, we're dreaming
   F                 G
In California, we're dreaming

[Verse]
Gb              Fm
Armageddon now, Armageddon now
Gb                       Fm
Coked out skeletons come back down
Gb                    Fm
Break 'em down, gotta break 'em down
Gb                      Fm
Broke down Ford lights, sing so loud
    Gb
The greatest story ever told
    Fm
The greatest five ever known
Gb
Dead men walking
  Fm
Audition for the big show
     Gb
It's biblical
          Fm
It's also cynical
               Gb                            Fm
In the land of make-believe, the situation's critical
Gb                                           Fm
Sink into the ocean like some martyrs at our pinnacle
Gb                                                  Fm
Yeah, it's just a vision, but the waves are f*cking literal
Gb
As above...
Fm
So below
Gb                              Fm
You wanna go to heaven, but you sold your soul
Gb
Dying young...
Fm
I'm growing cold
Gb                         Fm
Cut yourself apart, so you don't grow old
      Gb
We're living in denial...
           Fm
But we're doing it in style
    Gb                         Bbm
Out here in California, it's a trial by fire

[Chorus]
       F
I'm no shooting star
       C
Just a burning heart
         G
We never sleep
                     G
In California, we're dreaming
        F
Running through the dark
       C
Broken boulevards
         G
We never sleep
   F                 G
In California, we're dreaming
   F                 G
In California, we're dreaming

[Bridge]
Ebm                   Ab
Tension hidden in the question
               Bbm
Underneath the dreams I hold
            Ebm                 Ab
I can see rejection in my own reflection
              Bbm
I can feel my dreams grow cold
B
Dreams grow cold

[Chorus]
       F
I'm no shooting star
       C
Just a burning heart
         G
We never sleep
                     G
In California, we're dreaming
        F
Running through the dark
       C
Broken boulevards
         G
We never sleep
   F                 G
In California, we're dreaming
   F                 G
In California, we're dreaming

[Outro]
Gb              Fm Gb Fm
In California...
Gb             Fm            Gb Fm
In California, we're dreaming
Gb              Fm Gb Fm
In California...