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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're gonna crucify me in a black-painted room You're gonna call all your opponents who're 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 Letras de canciones 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 From Letras Mania