Walking in LA

Walking in LA you see all the same kind of people
*All the young girls got the same size
Maybe with more money in her chest
The boys run to the sea to catch the big waves
Thinking they look cool, they seem trying to caught doves
They wear big sunglasses, some gel on their hair
The boys are the same prototype as well*

I think I haven´t seen a normal person long ago
They all seem to be stars crashed against the wall
The big city of angels is filled with bad learners
They think they shine but the only thing that shines here is the sun
In fact I feel like walking in Barbie´s world

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The ladies not that young feed on valiums to supposely don´t sink
And the young kids feed on snow, pills, pricks on their slim arms
Or whatever next to the hand
Cause they have been told all the beauty on earth
When they left mother´s nest, they faced the true and don´t bear it
Too many innocent kids left home behind to follow a fictitious dream
And they had crashed with reality for sure
This dream city is just a make up of all the loneliness hidden behind

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But coming back to LA, well… all is the same stuff
Everybody try to be a model, they are all cut by the same mould
They try to look nice in their monkies disguise
I´m not talking about you, so don´t say I´m not like that

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