Dead Celebrities

I don't wanna play out

Chose the greatest day to come to LA

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

Eleven 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

Sun-drenched and chamomile kisses

Broken bones and wish-bone 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 ever needed was a plan

Ridin' with models in the back of a cop car

Jump in the pool from the roof of a five star

And one day I could be

A distant memory

Settin' 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

Signed 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 payout?

When everything I own is on tick

And slippin' through my grip

My classic ego trip

Go back to LC, walk the golden mile

Sun-drenched and dry lip kisses

Some hits and some near misses

Oh well

We'll be dropping like flies, calling three 9's

2016 it happens sometimes

Not everyone lives but everyone dies

Ridin' with models in the back of a cop car

Jump in the pool from the roof of a five star

And one day I could be

A distant memory

Settin' 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 edge

All I ever need's respect

Maybe I'll get it when I'm dead