Vague des noir noir
Vagues des joies c'est bloque sur moi
Vague des joies no libere
Bebe noir noir
Bebe noir noir

I've got a clear conscience
Smoothing sailing, oh, c'est la vie
Warm water, picturesque
We're living so free
I'm silent
You're just a wrecki

I'm almost out of gas again, driving down the 405
I'm almost out of patience now, but there's no place left to hide
I'm almost out of memories half sewn into my sleeve
I'm almost out of everything I've lost but still believe

I remember Montalvo, riding my bike out in the rain