Hollywood Dead
Innocent
Innocent, innocent
innocent
yeah, innocent
Take what's yours, man.
Just, give me mine.
Cut, maim, bleed.
Let it feed to disease me.
Open up and let it ride in my mind, yeah.
Circus lies commin' from the Hollywood masses.
Sunset's lightin' up like the Fourth of July.
Stripped down stunts put the nails in your coffin.
Open up and give it to me one more time.
How can I know you're so old, dear?
How can I know that I'm alive.
How could I know, you're so old?
Take what's mine, man.
Just, sell me hers.
Big dreams, little lies. (Lose)
Big dreams, Lilly dies. (What you)
Big dreams, little lies. (Lost)
Big dreams, Lilly dies. (In me)
Cut, maim and bleed me.
You can not deceive me,
and when you have beat me,
I'm still not dead.
Worn out from bad drugs,
you go home to no love.
I'll bleed you, you'll bleed me.
It's tons of fun.
You'll go to bed hungry.
You'll wake up with nothing.
We're proud that you're suffering.
You still want more.
Dead.
Dead.
Welcome to the Hollywood dead.
With my heroine dope eyes
and my acid grin.
I see you wanting more.
I see you wanting in.
I'll bleed for you,
if you'll bleed for me.
We'll walk through the Valley of the Dolls
and we'll come out clean.
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