100 thoughts on “Easy Life – Dead Celebrities

  1. Started listening to all their songs wondering when I'd get to hear a new one and then this came out ;-; ♥️

  2. LYRICS FROM LYRICSFA (with some tweaking)

    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 cemeteries

    Throw the stars on the floor, walk the golden mile

    Some drenched in camomile 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 celebrity

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