It’s Quiet In Beverly Hills…
Okay, here we go
I’m sat inside a goldfish tank
Where people fix themselves with rubber bands
I don’t want them to believe that I am different
I’m on a ledge that’s two feet high
And contemplating silent suicide
When everybody seemed to make it
It’s quiet in Beverly Hills
I’m dying in Beverly Hills
I’ll love you all of my life
Until you close your eyes for good
I’ll love you all of my life, all of my life
All of my life, all of my life
See, I got friends who fuck their friends and play pretend
So they can dream again
They buy their hearts from online shopping
And when what you see is make-believe
You pride yourself on what you fail to be
And therapy told me my blood was orange
It’s quiet in Beverly Hills
I’m dying in Beverly Hills
I’m lying in Beverly Hills
You’re flying in Beverly Hills
I’ll love you all of my life
Until you close your eyes for good
I’ll love you all of my life, all of my life, all my life
I’ll love you all of my life
Until you close your eyes for good
I’ll love you all of my life, all of my life
All of my life, all of my life, all of my life
