Paint California - NoMBe, SAINT WKND

Breathe, I can make your dreams come true

Let’s leave

And find a place to live life slow

Put our feet in the water

Dig our teeth in the sand

Let the sea take us farther

Just to see where we land

And we can paint California

And pray the rain never shows up

We put our feet in the water

Dig our teeth in the sand

Let the sea take us farther

Just to see where we land

You see

I’ll turn the West Coast upside-down

As long as you say

That there’s no better place like home

And you’ll be my queen of the coral

I’ll be king of the sand

We’ll blind enemies with our laurels

As they scream for our heads

And we can paint California

And pray the rain never shows up

And you’ll be my queen of the coral

I’ll be king of the sand

We’ll blind enemies with our laurels

As they scream for our heads

The smell of sensation has got my heart racing

I’m high of your fragrance

High as the Tower of Babylon, baby

Stains and graffiti, I know that they won’t be

Mourning the pavement for long

La, la, lady, you got me stir-crazy

I hope the world’s ready

For brushes we’re waving like scepters

We’re paining the walls of Sin City

Broken and pretty, it’s yours for the taking

And we can paint California

And pray the rain never shows up

We put our feet in the water

Dig our teeth in the sand

Let the sea take us farther

Just to see where we land