snow In LA Songtext
von Gabriel Black

Lay my mattress on the floor, don′t need a frame, I'm not a door
Close the windows in my room so I can scream inside the booth
Hope they hear me when I′m dead, my songs are paintings made of lead
But don't they sound so fuckin' nice to stay with you throughout the night?
Waking up, I′m feeling cold, winter wind blew in the snow
But there′s no snow in LA, I miss my home back in PA
Hope they hear me when I'm dead, my songs are paintings made of lead
But don′t they sound so frickin' sweet to stay with you until you sleep?

I′m not movin' quick enough but faster than I ever been
Oh, I′m not movin' quick enough but faster than I ever been

Oh, I'm not movin′ quick enough but still faster than I ever been
Oh, I′m not movin' quick enough but still faster than I ever been


Got the keys to my new place, all redone before I came
Damn, it looks so fuckin′ great, it's all mine, let′s celebrate
But there's no one I would call and if I did, who would come?
So I bought myself champagne and I drank it in the tub
Hope they hear me when I′m gone, my songs'll carry on
'Cause they sound so fuckin′ nice to stay with you throughout the night?
And I′ll make them all alone from the comfort of my home
I'm just turning on the lights to see how long that they stay bright

I′m not movin' quick enough but faster than I ever been
Oh, I′m not movin' quick enough but faster than I ever been

Oh, I′m not movin' quick enough but still faster than I ever been
Oh, I'm not movin′ quick enough but still faster than I ever been

My song, my song, my song, my song
My song, my song, my song, my song
My song, my song, my song, my song
My song

Ye-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah, oh