Hollywood's Bleeding
Hollywood's bleeding, vampires feeding
Darkness turns to dust
Everyone's gone, but no one's leaving
Nobody left but us
Tryna chase a feelin', but we'll never feel it
Riding on the last train home
Dyin' in our sleep, we're living out a dream
We only make it out alone
I just keep on hopin' that you call me
You say you wanna see me, but you can't right now
You never took the time to get to know me
Was scared of losing something that we never found
We're running out of reasons but we can't let go
Oh, Hollywood is bleeding but we call it home
Outside, the winter sky's turnin' grey
City up in smoke, it's only ash when it rains
Howl at the moon and go to sleep in the day
Love for everybody 'til the drugs fade away
In the morning, blocking out the sun with the shades
She's gotta check her pulse and tell herself that she okay
It seems like dying young is an honor
But who'd be at my funeral? I wonder
I go out and their eyes on me
I show out, "Do you like what you see?"
And now they are closin' in on me
Let 'em sharpen all their teeth
This is more than I can handle
Blood in my Lambo'
Wish I could go, oh, I'm losin' hope
I light a candle, some Palo Santo
For all these demons, wish I could just go on
I just keep on hopin' that you call me
You say you wanna see me, but you can't right now
You never took the time to get to know me
Was scared of losing something that we never found
We're running out of reasons, but we can't let go
Yeah, Hollywood is bleeding, but we call it home
Hollywood is bleeding, but we call it home
Darkness turns to dust
Everyone's gone, but no one's leaving
Nobody left but us
Tryna chase a feelin', but we'll never feel it
Riding on the last train home
Dyin' in our sleep, we're living out a dream
We only make it out alone
I just keep on hopin' that you call me
You say you wanna see me, but you can't right now
You never took the time to get to know me
Was scared of losing something that we never found
We're running out of reasons but we can't let go
Oh, Hollywood is bleeding but we call it home
Outside, the winter sky's turnin' grey
City up in smoke, it's only ash when it rains
Howl at the moon and go to sleep in the day
Love for everybody 'til the drugs fade away
In the morning, blocking out the sun with the shades
She's gotta check her pulse and tell herself that she okay
It seems like dying young is an honor
But who'd be at my funeral? I wonder
I go out and their eyes on me
I show out, "Do you like what you see?"
And now they are closin' in on me
Let 'em sharpen all their teeth
This is more than I can handle
Blood in my Lambo'
Wish I could go, oh, I'm losin' hope
I light a candle, some Palo Santo
For all these demons, wish I could just go on
I just keep on hopin' that you call me
You say you wanna see me, but you can't right now
You never took the time to get to know me
Was scared of losing something that we never found
We're running out of reasons, but we can't let go
Yeah, Hollywood is bleeding, but we call it home
Hollywood is bleeding, but we call it home
Credits
Writer(s): Brian Lee, Louis Bell, Austin Post, William Walsh
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