Welcome to Hollywood w****.
Wake up in Hollywood w****.
My dance has passed.
Combine the throb within the head
with the rhythm of the feet.
Say a novena for all those lost
and read the bloodstains on the sheets.
I've w****d myself for less than this
and I've prayed to appear to fed.
As I knelt on my pillow God,
I clenched my f****** fists and banged my head.
Who could ever take the place of me?
How I kiss up to God my fists
and I pray to keep my head
though I like your pretty eyes better blackened
and my fists all f****** red.
Through sickness and health
I've kissed up to God two years.
I have focused on the cameos made by the tiger
in the valley of the f****** locust.
Wipe it off you mouth.
Get up off your knees
and make me your god.
It's s**ual debauchery.
You cost what you're worth.
Who could ever? Who the f*** could ever?
Followed by a boy like this.
Re-ignited by all your visits.
As long as your mouth is shut
You'll still be beautiful.
Pack your s*** and leave (I don't need to know)
And take my memories of her with you.
Pack your s*** and leave (I don't need to know)
And take my memories of her with you.
Pack your s*** and leave (I don't need to know)
And take my memories of her with you.
Pack your s*** and leave (I don't need to know)
And take my memories of her with you.
Pack your s*** and leave (I don't need to know)
And take my memories of her with you.
Pack your s*** and leave (I don't need to know)
And take my memories of her with you.
Pack your s*** and leave (I don't need to know)
And take her f****** with you.
Wake up in Hollywood w****.
My dance has passed.
Combine the throb within the head
with the rhythm of the feet.
Say a novena for all those lost
and read the bloodstains on the sheets.
I've w****d myself for less than this
and I've prayed to appear to fed.
As I knelt on my pillow God,
I clenched my f****** fists and banged my head.
Who could ever take the place of me?
How I kiss up to God my fists
and I pray to keep my head
though I like your pretty eyes better blackened
and my fists all f****** red.
Through sickness and health
I've kissed up to God two years.
I have focused on the cameos made by the tiger
in the valley of the f****** locust.
Wipe it off you mouth.
Get up off your knees
and make me your god.
It's s**ual debauchery.
You cost what you're worth.
Who could ever? Who the f*** could ever?
Followed by a boy like this.
Re-ignited by all your visits.
As long as your mouth is shut
You'll still be beautiful.
Pack your s*** and leave (I don't need to know)
And take my memories of her with you.
Pack your s*** and leave (I don't need to know)
And take my memories of her with you.
Pack your s*** and leave (I don't need to know)
And take my memories of her with you.
Pack your s*** and leave (I don't need to know)
And take my memories of her with you.
Pack your s*** and leave (I don't need to know)
And take my memories of her with you.
Pack your s*** and leave (I don't need to know)
And take my memories of her with you.
Pack your s*** and leave (I don't need to know)
And take her f****** with you.