Dead Sara - L.A. City Slum lyrics

[Dead Sara - L.A. City Slum lyrics]

I got nothing to prove what's up with you?
Does it turn you on what it takes to come
A sea of wounds is enough to cry about
See you later in the LA city slum

My baby carried by the sun
My baby don't give two fucks about love
Is the lies made for good conversation

I don't know my man but, I shot him dead
The leaves on the ground leave
Lines on the pavement
If any these songs got enough to cry about
Pleasure to meet you in the LA city slum
My baby buried in the sand
My baby don't give two fucks about love
Is the lies made for good conversation

Oh, my baby buried in the sand
Love is the lies made for good conversation



I don't care what I don't know about
I don't care what I don't know about
I don't care what I don't know about
I don't care what I don't know about love

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