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Post Malone - Hollywood's Bleeding (Audio)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Post Malone
Post Malone
Vocals
Louis Bell
Louis Bell
Programming
Brian Lee
Brian Lee
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Billy Walsh
Billy Walsh
Songwriter
Carter Lang
Carter Lang
Songwriter
Austin Post
Austin Post
Songwriter
Brian Lee
Brian Lee
Songwriter
Louis Bell
Louis Bell
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Louis Bell
Louis Bell
Producer
Brian Lee
Brian Lee
Producer
Manny Marroquin
Manny Marroquin
Mixing Engineer
Chris Galland
Chris Galland
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Robin Florent
Robin Florent
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Scott Desmarais
Scott Desmarais
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Jeremie Inhaber
Jeremie Inhaber
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Mike Bozzi
Mike Bozzi
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

Hollywood's bleeding, vampires feedin' Darkness turns to dust Everyone's gone, but no one's leavin' Nobody left but us Tryna chase a feelin', but we'll never feel it Ridin' on the last train home Dyin' in our sleep, we're livin' out a dream We only make it out alone I just keep on hopin' that you call me You say you wanna see me, but you can't right now You never took the time to get to know me Was scared of losin' somethin' that we never found We're running out of reasons, but we can't let go Yeah, Hollywood is bleeding, but we call it home Outside, the winter sky turnin' grey City up in smoke, it's only ash when it rains Howl at the moon and go to sleep in the day Love for everybody 'til the drugs fade away In the mornin', blocking out the sun with the shades She gotta check her pulse and tell herself that she okay It seem like dying young is an honour But who'd be at my funeral? I wonder I go out, and all they eyes on me I shout out, "Do you like what you see?" And now they closin' in on me Let 'em sharpen all they teeth This is more than I can handle Blood in my Lambo' Wish I could go, oh, I'm losin' ho-ope I light a candle, some Palo Santo For all these demons, wish I could just go on I just keep on hopin' that you call me You say you wanna see me, but you can't right now You never took the time to get to know me Was scared of losin' somethin' that we never found We're running out of reasons, but we can't let go Yeah, Hollywood is bleeding, but we call it home
Writer(s): Austin Post, Billy Walsh, Brian Lee, Carter Lang, Louis Bell Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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