Letras
Socal stupid mouth agape
Daddy’s paying your rent it’s all over your face
You gave up for nothin what a shame
Say goodbye to Nostalgia cuz it’s gone away
You missed your shot at redemption there’s no time for exception
You better improve your reception or be broken clean
Your soul’s in a vice that u got from a TV screen
Now you’re owned by your phone baby u need some ketamine
Snort it up and take a deep breath where have you been
You find yourself with some raver kids that you’ve never seen
You get so high you don’t even know how to get back down
Your family’s wondering what’s happening behind your frown
You gave up for nothing what a shame
Whatever happened to making your name
But now you’ve opened your arms to your self-pitying party
You’re really playing charades with all this bullshit you’ve started
Haircut like you wanna be a big rock star
Posting your image up everywhere near and far
You made your entrance now the world’s laughing you up and down
Like the downtown clown you’ve become in this town
This ain’t no 1981 New York Lower East Side Village Preservation Society sobriety
Pumpin’ through your veins you’ve already takin the reins
You’re Aguirre’s wrath of God and Son of Samhain
Steady making your name on the Hollywood Walk of Fame
That’s where you see yourself there you see yourself up on the stage
You gave up for nothing what a shame
Whatever happened to making your name
Haircut like you wanna be a big rock star
Whatever happened to making your name