Texty

Hollywood holds me, it's sorta lonely Looking for some way out Of the city it owns me, where I was born But I can't escape, not now Somedays my home feels like a coffin I wanna see the other side Don't matter just how bad I want it Do I leave it all behind? I'm sorry - there's more to life than palm trees And looking good at parties I need to get away I don't wanna die in LA Take me - this city makes you crazy I won't say I hate it Cause I love it just the same I don't wanna die in LA I don't wanna die in LA I'm in a daze The city of angels Makes all the time stand still Each day's the same, all sun and no rain Somebody else's thrill It's not a home if you're a hostage I wanna see the other sites Held up by everything I want How do I leave it all behind I'm sorry - there's more to life than palm trees And looking good at parties I need to get away I don't wanna die in LA Take me - this city makes you crazy I won't say I hate it Cause I love it just the same I don't wanna die in LA I don't wanna die in LA I'm sorry - there's more to life than palm trees And looking good at parties I need to get away I don't wanna die in LA Take me - this city makes you crazy I won't say I hate it Cause I love it just the same I don't wanna die in LA
Writer(s): Doug Schadt, Hunter Daily, Jenna Andrews, Stephen Kirk Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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