Lyrics: Sean Gerty/Julian Graef/Daniel Balderes
Music: Nick Axel Kauffman/Scott William/Sean Gerty/Reza Habib/Will Casaceli
Worn out boots and a homemade belt
An old guitar but ain’t no time to self
Oh, I think I made it in this town I held so high
I’m really second guessing if I’m better back in Texas
‘Cause even if I’m hungry I can’t catch a damn rabbit
In the city of angels I ain’t nothin’ but another dream to die
Oh I, I, I, I
In the city of angels
I ain’t nothin’ but another dream to die
No, I ain't ready to go!
No, I ain’t ready to go!
No, I ain’t ready to go!
No, I ain’t ready to go!
In the city of angels
I ain’t nothin’ but another dream to die
Rose colored shades only working from a distance
Stoned and cold but on the coast that feels different
Turn the last page on a chapter that I’ve read a thousand times
(Look, Xeddy)
Highs and lows while I’m paying for the coast
Don’t tell me I-could’ve, I-should’ve, I-would’ve been better
If I listened to you
That’s not why I’m broke, yeah that’s not why I’m broke
But I, I, I, I
In the city of angels
I ain’t nothin’ but another dream to die
No, I ain’t ready to go!
No, I ain’t ready to go!
No, I ain’t ready to go!
No, I ain’t ready to go!
In the city of angels
I ain’t nothin’ but another dream to die
No, I ain’t ready to go!
(Woo!)
No, I ain’t ready to go!
No, I ain’t ready to go!
No, I ain’t ready to go!
In the city of angels
I ain’t nothin’ but another dream to die