Tropical Depression Lyrics

I met up with my friends

They're hanging at the beach again

Getting high on Sunny D

Living in a fantasy

Ugh

Everyone enjoys

Cowabunga girls and surfer boys

I desire something more

Endless summer, what a bore

I don't want to stay

But I can't let go

God, I hate this place

But it's still my home

If California's the epitome of life

Maybe it's just Mercury, but

Honestly I think I'd rather die

Everywhere I go

I'm drowning in a sea of empty souls

All my salty memories are

Tropically depressing me

I don't want to stay

But I can't let go

I fucking hate this place

But it's still my home

If California's the epitome of life

Maybe it's just Mercury, but

Honestly I think I'd rather die

Shoot me

I think I'd rather die

I think I'd rather die

I think I'd rather die

I'd rather put a fucking bullet in my head and die