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Hotel Of The White Locust Video (MV)




Performed By: Glassjaw
Language: English
Length: 8:41
Written by: DARYL PALUMBO, JUSTIN BECK




Glassjaw - Hotel Of The White Locust Lyrics





Welcome to Hollywood Girl
My dance has passed.

Welcome to Hollywood girl.
Wake the f*ck up in Hollywood whore.
Combine the throbbin' in my head
With the rhythm of my f*cking feet.
Say a novena for all those lost
And read the bloodstains on the sheets.
I've whored myself for less than this
And I've prayed to appear to fed.
As I knelt on my pillow God,
I clenched the f*cking fists and banged my head.

Who could ever..
Who the f*ck could ever..
Take the place of me? [x2]

Now I kiss up to God my fists
And I pray to keep my head
Though I like your pretty eyes better blackened
And my fists all f*cking red.
Through sickness and health,
I've kissed up to God two years, I have focused..
On the cameos made by the tiger in the valley of the f*cking locust.

Who could ever..
Who the f*ck could ever..
Take the place of me?
Who could ever..
Who the f*ck could ever..
No one can the place of me?

Wipe...
Wipe off your mouth.
Get up off your knees and make me your god.
Who could ever,
Who the f*ck could ever?
It's sexual debauchery you f*cking c*nt, you f*cking whore,
You cost what you're worth.

Followed by a boy like this,
Reignited by all your visits.
As long as your mouth is shut you'll still be f*cking beautiful.

Pack your shit and leave, and take my memories of her with you.
(I don't need to know)
[x10]
...And take her f*cking with you
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English


Welcome to Hollywood Girl
My dance has passed.

Welcome to Hollywood girl.
Wake the f*ck up in Hollywood whore.
Combine the throbbin' in my head
With the rhythm of my f*cking feet.
Say a novena for all those lost
And read the bloodstains on the sheets.
I've whored myself for less than this
And I've prayed to appear to fed.
As I knelt on my pillow God,
I clenched the f*cking fists and banged my head.

Who could ever..
Who the f*ck could ever..
Take the place of me? [x2]

Now I kiss up to God my fists
And I pray to keep my head
Though I like your pretty eyes better blackened
And my fists all f*cking red.
Through sickness and health,
I've kissed up to God two years, I have focused..
On the cameos made by the tiger in the valley of the f*cking locust.

Who could ever..
Who the f*ck could ever..
Take the place of me?
Who could ever..
Who the f*ck could ever..
No one can the place of me?

Wipe...
Wipe off your mouth.
Get up off your knees and make me your god.
Who could ever,
Who the f*ck could ever?
It's sexual debauchery you f*cking c*nt, you f*cking whore,
You cost what you're worth.

Followed by a boy like this,
Reignited by all your visits.
As long as your mouth is shut you'll still be f*cking beautiful.

Pack your shit and leave, and take my memories of her with you.
(I don't need to know)
[x10]
...And take her f*cking with you
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Writer: DARYL PALUMBO, JUSTIN BECK
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC

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