The Distillers – City Of Angels
It’s going down tonight in this town
Cause they stare and growl
They all stare and growl
I take a scar every time I cry
Cause it ain’t my style no it ain’t my style
Going down to the gravel head to the barrel
Take this life and end this struggle
Los Angeles come scam me please
Emptiness never sleeps at Cliftons 6 am
With your bag lady friend and your mind descending
Stripped of the right to be a human in control
It’s warmer in hell so down we go
They say this is the city
The city of angels
All I see is dead wings
It’s a ghost town rabid underworld
Dionysian night vitriolic twilight
A mirage comes up it never ends
Once you get burnt you’re never the same
Left behind erased from time
Ain’t no decency in being boxed up alive
Look around ain’t no R.I.P. signs here
We don’t rest in peace
We just disappear
So here we are Los Angeles
No angels singing in your valley of unease
I watch the sun roll down the pacific
Over hookered sunset strip
They say this is the city
The city of angels
All I see is dead wings
There’s a black moon tonight
Ain’t shining down on the western neon lights
They say this is the city
The city of angels
All I see is dead wings
