[Verse 1] I don't wanna play out Chose the greatest day to come to L.A Make sure the door doesn't hit me on the way out Eleven hour trip on a plane, well, that's a very long way for a day out In a city full of suicide dreams, movie stars, and scenes Plastic cemeteries Throw the stars on the floor, walk the golden mile Sun-drenched in camomile kisses Broken bones and wishbone wishes All you can eat, take a bow, no FOMO, no sleep Can't a woman teach me how to be the man? Tropicana and sand, all I ever wanted was a jam All I never needed was a plan
[Chorus] Ridin' with my models in the back of a cop car Jump in the pool from the roof of a 5-star And one day I could be A distant memory Settin' fire to my house in the hills Extinguish the flames with some champagne and pills If you let me, I could be Your dead celebrity
[Verse 2] I don't wanna fade out Sign my membership for the 27 Club Everyone around me wants a way out Or when I'm struggling to cover my tracks Should I be worried 'bout the scandal or the play out? (Scandal or the play out?) When everything I own is on tick And slippin' through my grip My classic ego trip Go back to LC, walk the golden mile Sun-drenched in dry-lip kisses Some hits and some near misses, oh well We'll be dropping like flies, calling three nines 2016, it happens sometimes Not everyone lives, but everyone dies
[Chorus] Ridin' with my models in the back of a cop car Jump in the pool from the roof of a 5-star And one day I could be A distant memory Settin' fire to my house in the hills Extinguish the flames with some champagne and pills If you let me, I could be Your dead celebrity
[Bridge] But I always take it too far, too far Hard to know when I'm close to the edge All I need's respect Maybe I'll get it when I'm dead
[Outro] If you let me I could be Your dead celebrityTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
