I'd Rather Die Than be Famous (vk.com/recoverymusic)
Call the police! This whole place is gonna burn!) Come on Holly, put the gun down for me (Call the police! This whole place is gonna burn!) You love money and the sex in your veins (Call the police! This whole place is gonna burn!) They're trying to take it from us They're trying to take it from us (Call the police! This whole place is gonna burn!) You're so pretty when you dress for the grave
Love me as you lay Dizzy and falling, your legs dangling Although accidents happen They happen to me Try to forget the beginning and end
Forget the world Without removing the glass from your lips
(Call the police! This whole place is gonna burn!) You love money and the sex in your veins (Call the police! This whole place is gonna burn!) They're trying to take it from us They're trying to take it from us (Call the police! This whole place is gonna burn!) The sun's coming up and we're still awake
Am I the trigger of your gun? Your pretty eyes don't give me much choice but I'll take them home I've done some thinking of my own And when I come home, I want to be done Don't want to be famous no more
Leave that girl alone
My teenage heart-attack keeps talking back Keeps talking back to her And I can't pretend that off this balcony We wouldn't want to jump off of it And put an end to this
(Call the police! This whole place is gonna burn!) You love money and the sex in your veins (Call the police! This whole place is gonna burn!)
Doll up and sleep walk Until we have some teeth marks Narcotic sweet talk Until we have some teeth marks This whole place is gonna burn