rincs - Hated LA

Manage the few
Odds you can stack
Lush takes you
And won't take you back
You're over hating LA
Never became late
You're over hating LA
You've earned some leeway
Whose cream of wheat
What pat on the back
Why the line at Pink's
When to arrest cardiac
You're done hating LA
Full sun and more space
Years of hating LA
Hardly held straight face
Where does the wheatgrass go
St. John's Wort and broth of bone
You're over daydreaming
Of somewhere else to go

Written by:
Rebecca R, Bjorn W

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