Album: Danger Days: The True Lives of the Fabulous Killjoys
Give up the giving shot
Dedication, to the places that you never need to hide
Occupations, the opportunity to see yourself in lights
And all the city fires
And the tabloid lies
And the television guys
For the missions and the boulevards
And the way it is when money's all you've got
Stop and stare
At the accidents and stars that bore you
We don't dare singing another song for California
Anywhere
Where the city lights are hopeless for you
We don't care, I needed another song for California
Shut up and give me a shot
On occasion, to the places that you never want to die
On the station, everybody hears but no one needs to try
On the telephone, on the methane dare
Every minute that you scream
For the errant scars and the dying stars
Every second that you take to fake your life
Stop and stare
At the accidents and stars that bore you
We don't dare singing another song for California
Anywhere
Where the city lights are hopeless for you
We don't care, I needed another song for California
Stop and stare
At the accidents and stars that bore you
We don't dare singing another song for California
Anywhere
Where the city lights are hopeless for you
We don't care, I needed another song for California