Hollywood (Future Gangster Remix)

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 f**king sick of Hollywood

All of the ghosts of Hollywood are coming

To eat you alive

Eat you alive

I'm tryin' 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 f**king sick of Hollywood

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 f**king sick of Hollywood