"To Die in LA" as written by and Nathan Van Hala Amy 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 saturdays 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


Lyrics submitted by ach105

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