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Hollywood's Bleeding

Post Malone
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[00:15.29] Hollywood's bleeding, vampires feedin'

[00:18.79] Darkness turns to dust

[00:22.29] Everyone's gone, but no one's leavin'

[00:25.79] Nobody left but us

[00:29.53] Tryna chase a feelin', but we'll never feel it

[00:33.04] Ridin' on the last train home

[00:36.78] Dyin' in our sleep, we're living out a dream

[00:40.05] We only make it out alone

[00:43.78] I just keep on hopin' that you call me

[00:47.29] You say you wanna see me, but you can't right now

[00:51.04] You never took the time to get to know me

[00:54.53] Was scared of losin' somethin' that we never found

[00:57.78] We're running out of reasons, but we can't let go

[01:05.04] Yeah, Hollywood is bleeding, but we call it home

[01:13.28] Outside, the winter sky turnin' grey

[01:16.30] City up in smoke, it's only ash when it rains

[01:19.29] Howl at the moon and go to sleep in the day

[01:22.29] Love for everybody 'til the drugs fade away

[01:25.28] In the mornin', blocking out the sun with the shades

[01:28.28] She gotta check her pulse and tell herself that she okay

[01:31.29] It seem like dying young is an honor

[01:33.80] But who'd be at my funeral? I wonder

[01:37.04] I go out, and all they eyes on me

[01:39.77] I show out, do you like what you see?

[01:42.77] And now they closin' in on me

[01:46.04] Let 'em sharpen all they teeth

[01:47.79] This is more than I can handle

[01:49.79] Blood in my Lambo'

[01:51.28] Wish I could go, oh, I'm losin' ho-ope

[01:54.27] I light a candle, some Palo Santo

[01:57.02] For all these demons, wish I could just go on

[02:03.77] I just keep on hopin' that you call me

[02:07.54] You say you wanna see me, but you can't right now

[02:11.02] You never took the time to get to know me

[02:14.77] Was scared of losin' somethin' that we never found

[02:18.05] We're running out of reasons, but we can't let go

[02:25.52] Yeah, Hollywood is bleeding, but we call it home