Easy Life - Dead Celebrities

I don't wanna play out

Chose the greatest day to come to L.A

Make sure the door doesn't hit me on the way out

11 hour trip on a plane

Well that's a very long way for a day out

In a city full of suicide dreams movie stars and scenes

Plastic cemetries

Throw the stars on the floor walk the golden mile

Some drenched in chamomile kisses

Broken bones and wishbone wishes

All you can eat take a bow no fomo no sleep

Can a woman teach me how to be the man

Tropicana and sand all I ever wanted was a jam

All I never needed was a plan

Riding with models in the back of a cop car

Jumping the pool from the roof of a 5-star

And one day I could be

A distant memory

Setting fire to my house in the hills

Extinguish the flames with some champagne and pills

If you let me I could be

Your dead celebrity

I don't wanna fade out

Sign my membership for the 27 club

Everyone around me wants a way out

When I'm struggling to cover my tracks

Should I be worried 'bout the scandal or the pay out

Scandal or the pay out

When everything I own is on tick

And slipping through my grip my classic ego trip

Go back to LC walk the golden mile

Some drenched in dry-lip kisses

Some hits and some near-misses oh well

We'll be dropping like flies gone in three nights

2016 it happens sometimes

Not everyone lives but everyone dies

Riding with models in the back of a cop car

Jumping the pool from the roof of a 5-star

And one day I could be

A distant memory

Setting fire to my house in the hills

Extinguish the flames with some champagne and pills

If you let me I could be

Your dead celebrity

But I always take it too far too far

Hard to know when I'm close to the end

All I need's respect

Maybe I'll get it when I'm dead

If you let me I could be

Your dead celeb