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LA is where stars come to die. Hold your breath - try not to lie.
LA is where stars come to die. Hold your breath - try not to lie.
To burn out in the blink of the public eye..
Need the paparazzi to prove you're alive.
You wanna do something with your life?
Drop dead... HELLO! Drop dead... GOODBYE!
Hollywood knows you'll never make it.
You're rich & you're skinny but you look like shit.
You came so close you could almost taste it…
But God, God, God hates your outfit.
Hold your emotions under the knife (Let's pretend, we're satisfied...) Non-refundable and overhyped..
Now you look like you feel on the inside.
You wanna do something with your life?
Drop dead... HELLO! Drop dead... GOODBYE!
Hollywood knows you'll never make it.
You're rich & you're skinny but you look like shit.
You came so close you could almost taste it…
But God, God, God hates your outfit.
- Album:
- Love to My Cobain (Single)
- Virginity (EP)
- Beauty Killer
- Cupcakes Taste Like Violence
- Miscellaneous
- Plastic Surgery Slumber Party
- Prom Night (Roman Stone remix)
- Starstruck
- Ice Cream (Oscar Wylde remix)
- Prom Night (Kit Fysto remix)
- I Fell in Love for the First Time
- Love to My Cobain (Nick BZ remix)
- Kiss It Better
- Compilation
- I Hate Music
- Love to My Cobain
- Beauty Killer (Bonus Track Version)
- Turn the Beat Around (Soundtrack)
- Turn the Beat Around
- Turn The Beat Around Soundtrack EP