Testi:
Lost City Angels Buried Dreams

to a cemetary I wanna be buried with a pocket full of clarity (Chorus) Now, how many times must you prove you're an angel How many more demons do you

you've been dreaming of the dead and lost. I have been awake kissing these clock faces. The fear of sleep has left me tired and worn. But in her dreams

you've been dreaming of the dead and lost I have been awake kissing these clock faces The fear of sleep has left me tired and worn But in her dreams

phat, but held back Pipe dreams can make the night seem hopeless Wide eyed and losin' focus on my block Livin' life is but a dream Hard times is all

in the throne pollutin the airwaves like a hummer exhaust Don't let MAKAVELI fool you homey thuggin it costs Pour out a little liquor for the loved ones that we lost

Sit in the throne pollutin the airwaves like a hummer exhaust Don't let Makavelli fool you homey thuggin it costs Pour out a little liquor for the loved ones that we lost

livin phat, but held back Pipe dreams can make the night seem hopeless Wide eyed and losing focus On my block [Chorus] Maybe life is but a dream

you've been dreaming of the dead and lost. I have been awake kissing these clock faces. The fear of sleep has left me tired and worn. But in her dreams

Sunset likin the scene What's the worst they could do to a nigga got me lost in hell To live and die in LA on bail, my angel sing Chorus: Val Young