作词 : Brian Lee/Billy Walsh/Louis Bell/Carter Lang/Austin Post

作曲 : Brian Lee/Billy Walsh/Louis Bell/Carter Lang/Austin Post

Hollywood's bleeding, vampires feedin'

Darkness turns to dust

Everyone's gone, but no one's leavin'

Nobody left but us

Tryna chase a feelin', but we'll never feel it

Ridin' on the last train home

Dyin' in our sleep, we're living out a dream

We only make it out alone

I just keep on hopin' that you call me

You say you wanna see me, but you can't right now

You never took the time to get to know me

Was scared of losin' somethin' that we never found

We're running out of reasons, but we can't let go

Yeah, Hollywood is bleeding, but we call it home

Outside, the winter sky turnin' grey

City up in smoke, it's only ash when it rains

Howl at the moon and go to sleep in the day

Love for everybody 'til the drugs fade away

In the mornin', blocking out the sun with the shades

She gotta check her pulse and tell herself that she okay

It seem like dying young is an honor

But who'd be at my funeral? I wonder

I go out, and all they eyes on me

I show out, do you like what you see?

And now they closin' in on me

Let 'em sharpen all they teeth

This is more than I can handle

Blood in my Lambo'

Wish I could go, oh, I'm losin' ho-ope

I light a candle, some Palo Santo

For all these demons, wish I could just go on

I just keep on hopin' that you call me

You say you wanna see me, but you can't right now

You never took the time to get to know me

Was scared of losin' somethin' that we never found

We're running out of reasons, but we can't let go

Yeah, Hollywood is bleeding, but we call it home