Текст песни
Midnight drives on Pacific Coast
Windows down the bass is lost
In the echo of the ocean’s sigh
You in lace I’m in disguise
Palm trees sway like silent guards
Watching lovers play their cards
Rollers clicking on the boardwalk
Skin like moonlight no dark spot
You said “This is heaven baby”
But heaven’s got a price — and I paid it
With a smile that don’t quite reach my eyes
While the stars don’t blink… they just lie
I used to dream of silver screens
Now I drown in golden dreams
Every glance a private show
But nobody knows… I’m all alone
La in my veins yeah I’m addicted to the glow
Yachts at dawn the tide’s a slow goodbye
Skin so tight the sun can’t burn
But the night… it burns me right
Rollers palms the ocean’s hum
Money talks but love’s gone dumb
I got it all… but I don’t feel it
La in my veins — and I’m dying slow
Ferrari red like a wound that won’t close
Bottle service where the silence grows
She dances barefoot on the deck
Hair like smoke no name no check
I bought her diamonds she bought the night
Both of us lost in the light
The pool’s a mirror reflection’s fake
Every laugh a silent break
I see the ghosts in every suite
The ones who came and never left
I used to chase the hollywood dream
Now I’m just the price you pay to seem
Every kiss a brand new lie
But god it feels so damn divine
La in my veins yeah I’m addicted to the glow
Yachts at dawn the tide’s a slow goodbye
Skin so tight the sun can’t burn
But the night… it burns me right
Rollers palms the ocean’s hum
Money talks but love’s gone dumb
I got it all… but I don’t feel it
La in my veins — and I’m dying slow
They say you’re beautiful when you’re broken
So I let the champagne drown my thoughts
I’ve kissed a thousand lips tonight
But none of them… knew my name
I’m not rich
I’m just
*well-lit*
La in my veins yeah I’m addicted to the glow
Yachts at dawn the tide’s a slow goodbye
Skin so tight the sun can’t burn
But the night… it burns me right
Rollers palms the ocean’s hum
Money talks but love’s gone dumb
I got it all… but I don’t feel it
La in my veins — and I’m dying slow
La in my veins
Rollers on the sand
Palm trees hold me
But I’m not home
I’m not home
I’m not home
…just a ghost with a yacht and a view
