WRITING / PRODUCTION CREDITS
Written by Jorel Decker, Jordon Terrell, George Ragan, Daniel Murillo, and Dylan Alvarez
Co-Written by Sean Gould
Produced by Sean Gould
Drums by Dean Butterworth
Additional Vocals by MUSYCA Children's Choir, Oliver Clinger, Liam Clinger
Mixed by Dan Lancaster
Mix Assistant: Rhys May
Mastered by Brian “Big Bass” Gardner
Mastered at Brian Gardner Mastering - Hollywood, CA
Recorded at N/A in 2017 / Children's Choir was recorded at Lake Studios Clear Lake Studios - Burbank, CA
Released on July 24, 2017 (Digital Single) / October 27, 2017 (Album Release)
Published by © 2017 BMG Platinum Songs (BMI) / © 2017 Weird Wild Stuff Music (ASCAP)
LYRICS
like a sink hole (like a sink hole)
stars are born, then fuckin' ate up in a day slow
what does it show? (what does it show?)
cut off all the tethers to your lost soul
think about a time on a dotted line
Venice Beach, cut throats on the shoreline
and ain't a fucking crime
i'm taking back what's mine
Los Angeles, we on the front line
click-clack-boom, let 'em fall
lining 'em up with a semi-matic auto
hear the call (hear the call)
hop in the whip to demonstrate that I'm out though
when i do it like this, with a wiffle ball bat
surf's up bitches, and it's like that
Hollywood coming to attack
i'm no shooting star
just a burning heart
we never sleep
in California we're dreaming
running through the dark
broken boulevards
we never sleep
in California we're dreaming
in California we're dreaming
armageddon now, armageddon now
coked out skeletons, come back down
break 'em down, gotta break 'em down
broke down Ford lights, sing so loud
the greatest story ever told
the greatest five ever known
dead men walking
audition for the big show
it's biblical
it's also cynical
in the land of make-believe, the situation's critical
sink into the ocean like some martyrs at our pinnacle
yeah, it's just a vision, but the waves are fuckin' literal
as above (so below)
you wanna go to heaven, but you sold your soul
dying young
i'm growing cold
cut yourself apart, so you don't grow old
we're living in denial
but we're doing it in style
out here in California, it's a trial by fire
i'm no shooting star
just a burning heart
we never sleep
in California we're dreaming
running through the dark
broken boulevards
we never sleep
in California we're dreaming
in California we're dreaming
tension hidden in the question
underneath the dreams i hold
i can see rejection in my own reflection
i can feel my dreams grow cold
dreams grow cold
i'm no shooting star
just a burning heart
we never sleep
in California we're dreaming
running through the dark
broken boulevards
we never sleep
in California we're dreaming
in California we're dreaming
in California
in Califronia we're dreaming
in California
VERSIONS:
California Dreaming
Source: California Dreaming - Digital Single / Five
Length: 3:54
Notes: Album version of the song.
California Dreaming (Radio Edit)
Source:
Length: 3:29
Notes: Radio edit of the song. Instrumental was shortened down, explicit lyrics bleeped out.