L.A. lights never shine quite as bright as in the movies,
Still wanna go.
There's something here,
In the way, in the way that we're constantly moving.
Reminds you of home.
So you've taken these pills
For to fill up your soul
And your drinking them down with cheap alcohol.
I might be inclined to be yours for the taken,
And part of this terrible mess that you're making.
But me, I'm the catalyst.
When you say love is a simple chemical reaction,
Can't say I agree.
'Cause my chemical, yeah, left me a beautiful disaster.
Still love's all I see.
So I'm taking these pills for to fill up my soul,
And I'm drinking them down with cheap alcohol.
And you'd be inclined to be mine for the taking,
You're part of this terrible mess that I'm making.
But you, you're the catalyst.
You'll be the thing,
You'll be the pain,
You'll be the star.
You'll be the road, rolling below,
The wheels of a car.
And all of the thoughts, oh god.
Don't know if I'm strong enough now.
You'll be the thing,
You'll be the pain,
You'll be the,
Catalyst.
These L.A. lights, no no,
They don't shine quite as bright as back in Frisco
Do you wanna go?
Still wanna go.
Thursday, September 22, 2011
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