[00:00.00] 作词 : Brian Lee/Billy Walsh/Louis Bell/Austin Post/Carter Lang
[00:01.00] 作曲 : Brian Lee/Billy Walsh/Louis Bell/Austin Post/Carter Lang
[00:14.53]Hollywood's bleeding, vampires feedin'
[00:18.06]Darkness turns to dust
[00:21.52]Everyone's gone, but no one's leavin'
[00:25.18]Nobody left but us
[00:28.67]Tryna chase a feelin', but we'll never feel it
[00:32.35]Ridin' on the last train home
[00:35.85]Dyin' in our sleep, we're living out a dream
[00:39.40]We only make it out alone
[00:43.12]I just keep on hopin' that you call me
[00:46.41]You say you wanna see me, but you can't right now
[00:50.12]You never took the time to get to know me
[00:53.38]Was scared of losin' somethin' that we never found
[00:57.25]We're running out of reasons, but we can't let go
[01:04.43]Yeah, Hollywood is bleeding, but we call it home
[01:12.01]Outside, the winter sky turnin' grey
[01:15.83]City up in smoke, it's only ash when it rains
[01:18.61]Howl at the moon and go to sleep in the day
[01:21.48]Love for everybody 'til the drugs fade away
[01:24.51]In the mornin', blocking out the sun with the shades
[01:27.43]She gotta check her pulse and tell herself that she okay
[01:30.44]It seem like dying young is an honor
[01:33.01]But who'd be at my funeral? I wonder
[01:35.94]I go out, and all they eyes on me
[01:38.79]I show out, do you like what you see?
[01:41.95]And now they closin' in on me
[01:45.03]Let 'em sharpen all they teeth
[01:47.26]This is more than I can handle
[01:49.04]Blood in my Lambo'
[01:50.41]Wish I could go, oh, I'm losin' ho-ope
[01:53.40]I light a candle, some Palo Santo
[01:56.25]For all these demons, wish I could just go on
[02:03.57]I just keep on hopin' that you call me
[02:06.57]You say you wanna see me, but you can't right now
[02:10.26]You never took the time to get to know me
[02:13.54]Was scared of losin' somethin' that we never found
[02:17.36]We're running out of reasons, but we can't let go
[02:22.90]Yeah, Hollywood is bleeding, but we call it home

作词 : Brian Lee/Billy Walsh/Louis Bell/Austin Post/Carter Lang
作曲 : Brian Lee/Billy Walsh/Louis Bell/Austin Post/Carter Lang
Hollywood's bleeding, vampires feedin'
Darkness turns to dust
Everyone's gone, but no one's leavin'
Nobody left but us
Tryna chase a feelin', but we'll never feel it
Ridin' on the last train home
Dyin' in our sleep, we're living out a dream
We only make it out alone
I just keep on hopin' that you call me
You say you wanna see me, but you can't right now
You never took the time to get to know me
Was scared of losin' somethin' that we never found
We're running out of reasons, but we can't let go
Yeah, Hollywood is bleeding, but we call it home
Outside, the winter sky turnin' grey
City up in smoke, it's only ash when it rains
Howl at the moon and go to sleep in the day
Love for everybody 'til the drugs fade away
In the mornin', blocking out the sun with the shades
She gotta check her pulse and tell herself that she okay
It seem like dying young is an honor
But who'd be at my funeral? I wonder
I go out, and all they eyes on me
I show out, do you like what you see?
And now they closin' in on me
Let 'em sharpen all they teeth
This is more than I can handle
Blood in my Lambo'
Wish I could go, oh, I'm losin' ho-ope
I light a candle, some Palo Santo
For all these demons, wish I could just go on
I just keep on hopin' that you call me
You say you wanna see me, but you can't right now
You never took the time to get to know me
Was scared of losin' somethin' that we never found
We're running out of reasons, but we can't let go
Yeah, Hollywood is bleeding, but we call it home