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)