Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
EBEN
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Frank Sweet
Songwriter
Kai Hannes Klopfleisch
Songwriter
Kyle Reynolds
Songwriter
Margaret Peake
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
I.M.K.K.
Producer
Imkk
Producer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
I'm not a saint
But at least I'm not a fake
I try to tell you 'bout my day
But you're too caught up in the things that you're ready to say
[Verse 2]
Thought I'd be swimmin' in pools of gold
Now I'm just lookin' through empty souls
Stuck at a party with people I don't know
California, lonely paradise (Fuck)
[Verse 3]
I just landed in the city of plastic angels
We're all a little fucked up, but we fix it with the perfect angle
I'm begging, give me something real
'Cause nobody here cares how you feel, and I'm new here, but
I just landed in the city of plastic angels
[Verse 4]
I know you're lost
Overcompensate with all the things you bought
And maybe I'm a little too honest, don't mean to put you off
But what's the cost?
[Verse 5]
Thought I'd be swimmin' in pools of gold
Now I'm just lookin' through empty souls
Stuck at a party with people I don't know
California, lonely paradise (Fuck)
[Verse 6]
I just landed in the city of plastic angels
We're all a little fucked up, but we fix it with the perfect angle
I'm begging, give me something real
'Cause nobody here cares how you feel, and I'm new here, but
I just landed in the city of plastic angels
[Verse 7]
(I just landed in the city of plastic angels)
(We're all a little fucked up, but we fix it with the perfect angle)
[Verse 8]
Thought I'd be swimmin' in pools of gold
Now I'm just lookin' through empty souls
Stuck at a party with people I don't know
California, lonely paradise (Fuck)
[Verse 9]
I just landed in the city of plastic angels
We're all a little fucked up, but we fix it with the perfect angle
I'm begging, give me something real
'Cause nobody here cares how you feel, and I'm new here, but
I just landed in the city of plastic angels
Written by: Frank Sweet, Kai Hannes Klopfleisch, Kyle Reynolds, Margaret Peake
