Driving 'round in Hollywood I can only think 'bout you Everlasting pain and it weighs on my body, it's you Did I lose it all? Did I fuck it up? Are my friends really friends now? Or are they far gone? On the drive to the bar, took 'em all cause I'm Thinking 'bout you
Fucked up, I just wanna break glass Phone calls, I just wanna talk back Yeah, big attitude just like a big stack Braindead for days, am I gonna relax?
I don't wanna talk I don't wanna smile, no, no Got a couple problems I don't wanna compromise, no, no Yeah
Driving 'round in Hollywood I can only think 'bout you (think 'bout, think 'bout) Everlasting pain and it weighs on my brain, like you Did I lose it all? Did I fuck it up? Are my friends really friends now? Are they all far gone? On the drive to the bar, took 'em all cause I'm Thinking 'bout you
Don't stop, I just wanna go fast No sleep, I don't wanna relax Ten planes in five days I been 'round the world and back again Man I feel insane I'm numb 'cause of the pain
No, I don't wanna talk I don't wanna smile, no, no Got a couple problems I don't wanna compromise, no, no
Driving 'round in Hollywood I can only think 'bout you, ooh Everlasting pain and it weighs on my body, it's you Ooh Did I fuck it up? Are my friends really friends now? Are they all far gone? On the drive to the bar Took 'em all cause I'm thinking 'bout you
Compositores: Alexander Guy Cook (A. G. Cook) (PRS), Charlotte Emma Aitchison (ASCAP)Editores: BMG Rights Management (PRS), Stellar Sun Songs (ASCAP)Administração: EMI Music Publishing Ltd (PRS), Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLCPublicado em 2020 (10/Jul)ECAD verificado obra #25196448 e fonograma #25015598 em 09/Mai/2024 com dados da UBEM