spent miles driving on the freeways
just to find out how i miss the district line today
california summer sunshine
falls so freely from the smog filled skies above
but winter's on it's way
i'm only looking for a quick fix
that which will fix me underground
it's not half as bad on clear days
just as long as i catch a glimpse of you, downtown LA
the lanes around surrounding
leave me no escaping from the smog filled skies above
but it's just another day
i'm always looking for a backdoor,
a backdoor that wasn't there before
i'm always looking for a shortcut,
shortcuts don't get me very far;
i'm still looking for that quick fix,
that which will fix me underground
i'm tired of searching for a reason,
i'm not believing anymore