Earthquake - Wrongchilde/Rain Man/Mat Devine/Kris Trindl

Lyrics by：Mat Devine/Kris Trindl

Composed by：Mat Devine/Kris Trindl

Is any other city just like this

The sun is out

But there's so much darkness

I've seen them on walk

On the bones of friends

I've seen then dance

On burning bridges

A kiss on your lips

And a knife in your back

Girls got perfect tits

But their souls are black

In LA

We're waiting on an earthquake

To swallow all our heartbreak

And bury us all bury us all

In LA

We're waiting on a hurricane

To wash away our misery

So bring on the storm

We call it hell and we call it home

Call it home

Call it home

And all the dust on the ocean's edge

Say you're one of us

But you just don't know yet

Some say it's a dream

I know it's a trap

God's begging you to leave

So you crawl right back to LA

We're waiting on an earthquake

To swallow all our heartbreak

And bury us all bury us all

In LA

We're waiting on a hurricane

To wash away our misery

So bring on the storm

We call it hell

And we call it home

Call it home

Call it home

Call it home

Call it home