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Hollywood's Bleeding

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 Em                                         D 
Hollywood's bleeding, vampires feedin'
 C                                         Am 
Darkness turns to dust
 Em                                     D 
Everyone's gone but no one's leavin'
 C                                 Am 
Nobody left but us
 Em                                           D 
Tryna chase a feelin', but we never feel it
 C                                                       Am 
Ridin' on our last train home
 Em                                   D 
Dyin' in our sleep, we're living out the dream
 C                                             Am 
We only make it out alone
 C                                                           D 
I just keep on hopin' that you call me
 Em                                                               G 
You say you wanna' see me, but you can't right now
 C                                                                 D 
You never took the time to get to know me
 Em                                                                                     D 
Was scared of losin' something that we never found
             C                                             D                               Em   G 
We're running out of reasons, but we can't let go
             C                                           D                               Em 
Yeah, Hollywood is bleeding, but we call it home
 Em                                   D                   C 
Outside the winter sky turnin' grey
                                                         Am   Em 
City up in smoke, it's only ash when it rains
                         D                                                     C 
Howl at the Moon and go to sleep in the day
                         Am                                             Em 
I fool everybody 'til the drugs fade away
                                 D                                                         C 
In the mornin', blocking out the Sun with the shades
                                           Am                                                           Em 
She gotta' check her pulse and tell herself that she okay
                                 D                                 C 
Seem like dying young is an honour
                                             Am 
But who be at my funeral? How I wonder
 Em 
I go out, and all the eyes on me
 C                                             Em 
I show out, do you like what you see?
 Em 
Hey now, they closin' in on me
 D 
Let them sharpen all they teeth
                                                 C 
This is more than I can handle
                           D 
Blood in my Lambo'
                           Em                                             G 
Wish I could go, uh, I'm losin' hope, uh
                     C                                 D 
I light a candle, some Palo Santo
                 Em 
For all these demons, wish I could just go on
 C                                                           D 
I just keep on hopin' that you call me
 Em                                                               G 
You say you wanna see me, but you can't right now
         C                                                         D 
You never took the time to get to know me
         C                                                                               D 
Was scared of losin' something that we never found
             C                           D                                               Em   G 
We're running out of reasons but we can't let go
             C                       D                                               Em 
Yeah, Hollywood is bleeding, but we call it home

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