Distillers - City Of Angels Lyrics
It's going down tonight in this townCause they stare and growlThey all stare and growlI take a scar every time I cryCause it ain't my style, no it ain't my styleGoing down to the gravel, head to the barrelTake this life and end this struggleLos Angeles, come scam me pleaseEmptiness never sleeps at Clifton's 6amWith your bag lady friend and your mind descendingStripped of the right to be a human in controlIt's warmer in hell so down we goThey say this is the cityThe city of angelsAll I see is dead wingsIt's a ghost town, rabid underworldDionysian night, vitriolic twilightA mirage comes up, it never endsOnce you get burnt you're never the sameLeft behind, erased from timeAin't no decency in being boxed up aliveLook around, ain't no R.I.P. signs hereWe don't rest in peaceWe just disappearSo here we are, Los AngelesNo angels singing in your valley of uneaseI watch the sun roll down the PacificOver hookered sunset stripThere's a black moon tonightAin't shining down on the western neon lightsThey say this is the cityThe city of angelsAll I see is nothing
