When I was a young, I had a dream
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movin' to the city sight unseen
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19 years of age I'm packing my bags
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Hollywood was all the rage
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I came to you in 1984
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You showed me in, then you shut the door
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It didn't take me long to learn to play the game
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A kick in the head always feels the same
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(chorus)
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Los Angeles, you're a fuckin whore
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Hollywood, you're an open sore
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I played it well, and I played it fast
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Livin' slow was in the past
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Chicks and drugs and gettin' burnt
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Just a few of the things I `learnt'
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Got sick and tired of bein' scared as hell
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A wasted man, just a shell of myself
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But that was then, and this is now
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My pretty baby, I've changed somehow
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(chorus 2)
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Los angeles, you've lost you're grip
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Drugs and lies and whores suckin dick
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(b-verse)
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I don't know if I could do things differently
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L.A.'s had me for so long
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When I look I can see things differently
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What doesn't kill me makes me strong
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(bridge)
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Los Angeles, I didn't sell my soul to you
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Los Angeles, you thought you would kill me
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You thought you could take me down
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Fuck that, power to me
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(chorus)
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(b-verse)
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Sometimes it goes like this
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Some
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A kick in the head
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Seattle Head
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