Hollywood Vape

I'm busted living in my van on the road
Am I dead? Am I gone?
Well, nobody knows
Why some rich pricks are colonizing planets in space
Got a big old boner for the spectacle of whole human race

Humans had a real good run (that big show was fun)
Honey, go unleash the dragons
Thrusting, purple-black, obsidian power ride like William Blake
And do all these other things 'cause I'm a renaissance machine

In the name of God, in His holy name
Someone I've never met before
I'm gonna pop out of my birthday cake

I'd rather die and hit me heaven
And then to brandish your gun
Here's the money in the mattress, I won't even try to run
Here, I'll give you the keys to the kingdom
Brother, we're all gonna meet on the street one day
When we all stand in front of false gods
Yeah, we all stand in front of false gods

They don't fuck around, they do shots of lead
Suicidal wounds, suicidal goons
Fucking with my head
Where did it go? I realize that they're drinking with my wrist
Think I held down the quake in the boulevard
Partying for the best

Hollywood vape, Hollywood vape
Hollywood vape, Hollywood vape
Hollywood vape, Hollywood vape
Hollywood vape, Hollywood vape

You know that I don't come linger
Cool kids still vape



Credits
Writer(s): Jonathan Spencer Wilson
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