I've lived in LA all my life.
This song is about LA's rich and/or famous turning a blind eye (or completely oblivious eye) on the impoverished children of LA.
The following lyrics have to do with the rich:
"The hills find peace
Locked armed guard posts
Safe from the screams
Of the children born as ghosts"
The rich are locked away in their hillside mansions and have no idea what life is like in the inner city, literally just a few miles outside their doorsteps
"Under the toxic sunsets they dine and toast
Their walls deny the terror
faced by the children born as ghosts"
"A suffering that shocks the lives off the screen"
The LA basin (low income area) is the view you would have from The Hills (where the rich live). These areas are crime ridden and impoverished. Gunfire and sirens and whatnot ring out LITERALLY constantly.
The following lyrics are in regards to the lives of the poor living in LA:
"Gates, guns and alarms
Shape the calm of the dawn
Peering down into the basin
Where death lives on."
It also talks about the public school situation in LA
"One book and forty odd
Stuffed in a room
Ah, the school as a tomb"
These children are told of the American dream, and with their family situation:
"Where home is a wasteland
Taste the razor wire"
and the desperate state of their impoverished lives, it seems like a cruel joke or myth:
I've lived in LA all my life. This song is about LA's rich and/or famous turning a blind eye (or completely oblivious eye) on the impoverished children of LA.
The following lyrics have to do with the rich: "The hills find peace Locked armed guard posts Safe from the screams Of the children born as ghosts" The rich are locked away in their hillside mansions and have no idea what life is like in the inner city, literally just a few miles outside their doorsteps
"Under the toxic sunsets they dine and toast Their walls deny the terror faced by the children born as ghosts"
"A suffering that shocks the lives off the screen"
The LA basin (low income area) is the view you would have from The Hills (where the rich live). These areas are crime ridden and impoverished. Gunfire and sirens and whatnot ring out LITERALLY constantly.
The following lyrics are in regards to the lives of the poor living in LA: "Gates, guns and alarms Shape the calm of the dawn Peering down into the basin Where death lives on."
It also talks about the public school situation in LA
"One book and forty odd Stuffed in a room Ah, the school as a tomb"
These children are told of the American dream, and with their family situation:
"Where home is a wasteland Taste the razor wire"
and the desperate state of their impoverished lives, it seems like a cruel joke or myth:
"The tales that tear at the myth of the dream"