In LA.

I've been talking to some unconscious people Whose eyes just work as mirrors for me (No sin here 'cause we pray everyday, pray everyday) (Photos and noise) They want me to find Their state of mind And if I stay here for some time I'm someone I don't recognize Yeah, but there's no sin here 'cause we pray everyday So long to my money and I'll miss that rain It's a place where the sun's a holiday I guess we're all a little famous in L.A. You stereotypically look like plastic Singing it loud just to be heard You stereotypically look fantastic I think you should be known all over the world What she dreamt of in that head Crying, lying in bed As your words touch my skin, I dread I'll never feel this feeling again Yeah, but there's no sin here 'cause we pray everyday So long to my money and I'll miss that rain It's a place where the sun's a holiday I guess we're all a little famous in L.A. No sin here 'cause we pray everyday So long to my money and I'll miss that rain It's a place where the sun's a holiday I guess we're all a little famous in L.A. (No sin here 'cause we pray everyday, pray everyday) (Photos and noise)