Hollywood (Future Gangster Remix)

(álbum: The Nights We Lived - 2018)

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 trying 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

All the broken angels go and wander around
The streets of LA
Take this tired halo
I've made up my mind
I know I can't stay
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