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16.To Die In LA

作詞:Francis Paul Fazzina, Mark Lewis, Mariqueen Arrabaca Maandig,
Robert John Schurgin, Erich Nathan Van Hala, Amy Douglas White

We see bright lights, another day, I'm waking up
Into the street, stay on beat, here it comes
Believe, so I get high to lift myself, remembering
I'm running late, I'm running late, here it comes

And you don't know how you got there
You don't know why you got there

Inside, Sunday, Monday, pass the time away
Friday, Saturday's on, here it comes
La, dee, da and the world's a song that plays along
La, dee, da, dee, day to die in LA

And you don't know how you got there
You don't know why you got there

Looking outside outside of yourself