paroles de chanson Penthouse 8 - William Bolton

There's violence in the layers of L.A.'s past
When the American dream seems close
The search can turn desperate

Dawg, it's way too late
Took the elevator up, up to penthouse eight
I've been gone, gone, gone in a darker place
And my favorite drugs keeping me awake (ooh)
That's just day to day (ooh)

It's time to break the bank
Seven thousand ones on a silver plate (woah)
I'm flying in girls from outer space (ooh)
And all my friends faker than these stripper's names
At the penthouse eight, at the

Hey, hey
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Woah, woah

Small town in the land of the free
Moved to Cali 'cause she chasing her dream (hey)
I can tell, I can tell that
She wanna be famous (hey)
She wanna be famous, oh, no, no

Shoes and cars and magazines
Shooting stars and Maybelline
Who you are is everything
Yeah, yeah

She wanna be famous, yeah
She wanna be famous, oh, no, no
She wanna be loved (loved)
She's gonna be hated
Lost in the club (club)
Always getting faded
She wanna be famous (famous)
She's so shameless (shameless)
Ooh woah, woah

I can't even say I blame her
Deep down we are all the same
We all wanna be famous
We all wanna be famous