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Diorama – Leaving Hollywood lyrics
Emptiness dead-smooth and choking the air
I'm, leaving Hollywood if you don't care
Lost in the twilight of self-consciousness
Trying to picture the smile you might wear
Where are the plastic doves ready to kill
The inspiration I try to fulfill
Cry for me sister on Valentine's day
You'll find me lying on Hollywood Hills
Spoke to an acolyte coming my way
The weather is fine what a wonderful day
His bloody robe suits him tolerably well
But he can never induce me to stay
Your double-dealing voice hits me so low
But I'm your henchman so I have to go
Nobody sees that I'm only your frame
When I left Hollywood they all will know
Someday you gonna crucify me in a black-painted room
You gonna call all your opponents who gonna spit me in
The face hit me in the face
And I will laugh about everyone
I'd cover my mug if I could
Emptiness dead-smooth and choking the air
I'm leaving Hollywood if you don't care
Lost in the twilight of self-consciousness
Trying to picture the smile you might wear
Trying to picture the smile you might wear
Trying to picture the smile you might wear
I'm, leaving Hollywood if you don't care
Lost in the twilight of self-consciousness
Trying to picture the smile you might wear
Where are the plastic doves ready to kill
The inspiration I try to fulfill
Cry for me sister on Valentine's day
You'll find me lying on Hollywood Hills
Spoke to an acolyte coming my way
The weather is fine what a wonderful day
His bloody robe suits him tolerably well
But he can never induce me to stay
Your double-dealing voice hits me so low
But I'm your henchman so I have to go
Nobody sees that I'm only your frame
When I left Hollywood they all will know
Someday you gonna crucify me in a black-painted room
You gonna call all your opponents who gonna spit me in
The face hit me in the face
And I will laugh about everyone
I'd cover my mug if I could
Emptiness dead-smooth and choking the air
I'm leaving Hollywood if you don't care
Lost in the twilight of self-consciousness
Trying to picture the smile you might wear
Trying to picture the smile you might wear
Trying to picture the smile you might wear
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