paroles de chanson Los Angeles, No Offense - Cyn

Sorry if I was a bitch at the party
People wanna know like, what's up?
Like, what's wrong with me
And I say "a lot, it's a lot"

Ooh, I've been hanging by a thread
I've been tryna break the bread
Wear it all on my sleeve
If it were up to me I'd leave

Los Angeles
Los Angeles
No offense

I've completely given up on taking left turns
I just don't do it
I'm late
I take the long way

Yeah yeah, I've been trying to keep up
But the Jones' got me beat
No, I don't want to compete
If it were up to me, I'd leave

Los Angeles
Maybe my hometown isn't so bad
No, I'm not sad
(Los Angeles)
I just miss my mom
(No offense)
Need a friend I can rely on these days
They say Midwest is best
Not better dressed
(Mmm, Los Angeles)
But I'm not aiming to impress
Just when I'm stressed
I'd like to drive to your place
(No offense)

Is anybody out there?
I'm all alone but in a crowd
All I'm saying is a dirt road we could drive down
May be nice sometimes

Hey! I'd just like some inner peace
But in this November heat
No, this dream ain't feeling sweet
Could fry an egg on this concrete

Los Angeles
Maybe my hometown isn't so bad
No, I'm not sad
(Los Angeles)
I just miss my mom
(No offense)
Need a friend I can rely on these days
They say Midwest is best
Not better dressed
(Mmm, Los Angeles)
But I'm not aiming to impress
Just when I'm stressed
I'd like to drive to your place
(No offense)