
Date of issue: 26.06.2018
Song language: English
Pretty Little Gangster |
Champagne in this fading light |
We are sitting on the balcony and dancing in the pouring rain |
Please don’t feed me black and white |
Sick and tired of the typical, I wanna know your shade of grey |
Hollywood, the land of stars |
Shattered dreams will break your heart |
Drippin jewels to look the part, it’s my anthem, it’s my anthem |
Crystal glasses, chandeliers |
Cameras flash at big premiers |
Welcome to the new frontier, can we get some, can we get some |
Baby some day we’ll both look back on this ride, top of the world we’re finally |
living the life |
Takin it in, cuz lighting never strikes twice |
Pour me a drink, looks like we’ve finally arrived |
Spot light coming down like a hammer, hands up, getting high, like the danger |
Keep quick cuz its not in my major |
Be whatever, touch the ground, pretty little gangster now |
The good life will always remind me, the real world can be so confining |
But power can also be blinding |
Be whatever, touch the ground, pretty little gangster now |
Silver sun, don’t fail me now |
It’s still looking up our windows just to find a way to steal the crowd |
Pretty gangsters, climbing out |
Up the laddder, pitter patter, take a look at all the gold we found |
Hollywood, the land of dreams |
Nothing’s ever what it seems |
Holy water make me clean, can we get some, can we get some |
Crystal glasses, chandeliers |
Cameras flash at big premiers |
Welcome to the new frontier, it’s my anthem, it’s my anthem |
Baby some day we’ll both look back on this ride, top of the world we’re finally |
living the life |
Taking it in, cuz lighting never strikes twice |
Pour me a drink, looks like we’ve finally arrived |
Spot light coming down like a hammer, hands up, getting high, like the danger |
Keep quick cuz its not in my major |
Be whatever, touch the ground, pretty little gangster now |
The good life will always remind me, the real world can be so confining |
But power can also be blinding |
Be whatever, touch the ground, pretty little gangster now |
Oooh, oooh, ooooh |
Oooh, oooh, OOoOooh X2 |
Maybe some day we’ll both look back on this ride, top of the world we’re |
finally living the life |
Taking it in, cuz lightning never strikes twice |
Pour me a drink, looks like we’ve finally arrived. |