Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song dead celebrities , by - Easy Life. Song from the album Junk Food, in the genre АльтернативаRelease date: 09.01.2020
Record label: Island Records
Song language: English
dead celebrities |
| I don’t wanna play out |
| Chose the grayest day to come to L. A |
| Make sure the door doesn’t hit me on the way out |
| Eleven hour trip on a plane, well, that’s a very long way for a day out |
| In a city full of suicide dreams, movie stars, and scenes |
| Plastic cemeteries |
| Throw the stars on the floor, walk the golden mile |
| Sundrench and camomile kisses |
| Broken bones and wish bone wishes |
| All you can eat, take a bow, no FOMO, no sleep |
| Can a woman teach me how to be the man? |
| Tropicana and sand, all I ever wanted was a jam |
| All I ever needed was a plan |
| Ridin' with my models in the back of a cop car |
| Jump in the pool from the roof of a 5-star |
| And one day I could be |
| A distant memory |
| Settin' fire to my house in the hills |
| Extinguish the flames with some champagne and pills |
| If you let me, I could be |
| Your dead celebrity |
| I don’t wanna fade out |
| Sign my membership for the 27 Club |
| Everyone around me wants a way out |
| Or when I’m struggling to cover my tracks |
| Should I be worried 'bout the scandal or the play out? |
| (Scandal or the play out? |
| When everything I own is on tick |
| And slippin' through my grip |
| My classic ego trip |
| Go back to LC, walk the golden mile |
| Sundrenched and dry-lip kisses |
| Some hits and some near misses, oh well |
| We’ll be dropping like flies, calling three nines |
| 2016, it happens sometimes |
| Not everyone lives, but everyone dies |
| Ridin' with my models in the back of a cop car |
| Jump in the pool from the roof of a 5-star |
| And one day I could be |
| A distant memory |
| Settin' fire to my house in the hills |
| Extinguish the flames with some champagne and pills |
| If you let me, I could be |
| Your dead celebrity |
| But I always take it too far, too far |
| Hard to know when I’m close to the edge |
| All I need’s respect |
| Maybe I’ll get it when I’m dead |
| If you let me I could be |
| Your dead celebrity |