Awoke standing up and fell from inside rooftops. Liar's laws says I've been holding love back from the start. And how you fall. Oh, how I hold you in my arms. And I've been caught off guard, so when I fall, I fall hard. And these things I hold dear to me: my sunshine, my family, and amphetamines. Dear, it's a bad time to smile, 'cause those needles, they are full of fire. These arms are alive and the sun will shine through cloudy skies. These arms are raised high and I give myself to the night. Oh, paranoia. Do you put trust in what people tell ya? Leave California, or could you be far from your father? Whoa, who loves ya? Lay still and these live arms will hold ya.