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So you say you're going away to LA Who you think you are? I hear fake tales from that place She almost made it, he almost made it But then they got complacent Commercial, making faces Haven't even packed my car (haven't even packed my car) You're happy with the kids and a yard, yeah, fuck this I'll sleep in a tent for a year (I'll sleep in a tent for a year) On Fairfax Boulevard, then I run this Yeah, I don't wanna die out here Dancing on my grave, no tears The voices in my head They don't pay the rent Yeah, I don't wanna die, die, die out here I'm not okay, I don't wanna work every day I'm tired and I'm wasted She says she fucking hates me I'm stressed out, the world's getting worse every day Compulsive social statements You talk too much, just say I just crashed my car (I just crashed my car) Flirting with the girl that broke my heart I don't wanna die out here (I don't wanna die out here) On Fairfax Boulevard Yeah, I don't wanna die out here Dancing on my grave, no tears The voices in my head They don't pay the rent Yeah, I don't wanna die, die, die out here Ayy I used to sit and dream about it, yeah But I got tired of just thinking 'bout it So I had to get up (get up) I drove 1300 miles to a place So far, I didn't wanna think about it Nah, I told 'em I just wanna make it happen Didn't wanna think about it, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, I don't wanna die out here Dancing on my grave, no tears The voices in my head They don't pay the rent Yeah, I don't wanna die, die, die, die Yeah, I don't wanna die out here (yeah) Dancing on my grave, no tears The voices in my head They don't pay the rent Yeah, I don't wanna die, die, die out here
Writer(s): De Wayne Jackson, Robert Hiser Jr., Carlito Milfort, Colin Dieden Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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