i shake the dust from this small town
i turn and follow the western wind down
i go and pack up my shiny things
and go, yeah just go
i'll find a new life in old l.a.
yeah, stupid happy with everything
i pulled myself down so easily
i know, i know, i know

i met electra when living down
saw her spinning around and around
i never knew much about her past
i knew enough that i didn't ask

living isn't a simple thing
i know
no one ever said it's supposed to be
i know

july she lied...

living isn't a simple thing for me
i know ways to make it easier

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