Here on the outskirts of life, dreams seldom come true
Flippin' through photographs, emotional holographs
Cutouts of all the figures you might've been
Reflections of a life which you once lived
As the evening descends
You're conscious of every breath
And every moment is a crisis, I guess
Starin' out the windows of your hotel room
You lit one too many fires underneath that spoon
Well, I guess you deserve the chosen few
Real life, just out of view
Well, that's just here
On the outskirts
Yeah, that's here
On the outskirts of your life
And there's a picture we've all seen
It's taken in the lobby of the L.A. Ambassador Hotel
It's the silhouette of a man in another's arms
So turn off your TVs, let that train go home
'Cause everyone warned you that California
Wasn't goin' to be the end
California wasn't gonna be the end
And tell me where can you hide
When the whole world is ugly and strange?
Yeah, tell me where you gonna turn
When the whole world knows your name?
And these four walls are screamin'
And all your friends were so deceiving
Yeah, you forgot the lines of a part you rehearsed so well
Lyin' awake in the Brazilian Court Hotel
That's just here
On the outskirts
Yeah, that's here
On the outskirts
Of your life
Of your life
Of your life
Of your life

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