Blood Wisteria - L.A. Dreamin'

I'm cold, I'm told, I'll never be that bold
Its draining on my conscious yeah its tuggin' at my soul
I'm sick of it, of living in the sticks
I'm gonna make it out of here, even if it kills me first
I'm down, chew me out
I swear I'm realistic I'm not clingin' to a pipe dream
I want out, kill me now
I'm choking on the thrill of it, don't tell me I'm not living it
Don't tell me I'm not living it
Don't tell me I'm not living it
Don't tell me I'm not living it
I'm choking on the thrill of it, don't tell me I'm not living it
The cold Atlantic air, the breeze runs through my hair
Fuck, I've gotta get out of here, I'm L.A. dreamin'
I'm so fucking scared, I walk through empty squares
This city's dead I fear, I'm L.A. dreamin'
Awake, the silence, its blaring through my room
I wasn't sleeping anyways, guess I'll go out on the town
Around, feet upon the ground
Prolonging what's in front of me even though its all the same
The days, they repeat in my brain
Impeding my own sanity, pushing me straight back to the pain
The rain, reminding me again
I wanted to get out of here before my body disappears
The cold Atlantic air, the breeze runs through my hair
Fuck, I've gotta get out of here, I'm L.A. dreamin'
I'm so fucking scared, I walk through empty squares
This city's dead I fear, I'm L.A. dreamin'
Those cruel and empty stares, they think I'm all hot air
Fuck, I've gotta get out of here, I'm L.A. dreamin'
I'm young but I'm aware, life's short but I don't care
I swear I'm gonna make it there, I'm L.A. dreamin'
I'm L.A. dreamin'
I'm L.A. dreamin'

Written by:
Morgan S

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