Hollywood
Driving alone on the 405 to nowhere
Stars in my eyes
Stars in my eyes
I'm talking to ghosts on the corner of Verne and Sunset
Blood in their eyes
Blood in their eyes
Do you ever wonder what it's like to be happy?
You're holding all these flowers but you can't smell a thing
And all the broken angels go
And wander around
The streets of LA
And take this tired halo
I've made up my mind
I know I can't stay
So I'm leaving for a life that's good
And I'm so fucking sick of Hollywood
All of the ghosts of Hollywood are coming
To eat you alive
Eat you alive
I'm tryin' to stop the city streets from burning
But no one survives
No one survives
Do you ever wonder what it's like to be happy?
You're holding all these flowers but you can't smell a thing
And all the broken angels go
And wander around
The streets of LA
And take this tired halo
I've made up my mind
I know I can't stay
So I'm leaving for a life that's good
And I'm so fucking sick of Hollywood
And all the broken angels go
And wander around
The streets of LA
And take this tired halo
I've made up my mind
I know I can't stay
So I'm leaving for a life that's good
And I'm so fucking sick of Hollywood
Stars in my eyes
Stars in my eyes
I'm talking to ghosts on the corner of Verne and Sunset
Blood in their eyes
Blood in their eyes
Do you ever wonder what it's like to be happy?
You're holding all these flowers but you can't smell a thing
And all the broken angels go
And wander around
The streets of LA
And take this tired halo
I've made up my mind
I know I can't stay
So I'm leaving for a life that's good
And I'm so fucking sick of Hollywood
All of the ghosts of Hollywood are coming
To eat you alive
Eat you alive
I'm tryin' to stop the city streets from burning
But no one survives
No one survives
Do you ever wonder what it's like to be happy?
You're holding all these flowers but you can't smell a thing
And all the broken angels go
And wander around
The streets of LA
And take this tired halo
I've made up my mind
I know I can't stay
So I'm leaving for a life that's good
And I'm so fucking sick of Hollywood
And all the broken angels go
And wander around
The streets of LA
And take this tired halo
I've made up my mind
I know I can't stay
So I'm leaving for a life that's good
And I'm so fucking sick of Hollywood
Credits
Writer(s): Wayne Anthony Hector, Steve Robson, James Blount
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