The city of Los Angeles
It draws you in with a hope for glory,
A chance to truly improve your story,
Yet as you walk the city streets
You hear the sound of a thousand feet
Telling you, "It's not your day.
You're nothing unique, we're all the same."
So you change your path again
To run away from fitting in
There's not much worse than being yourself
And having to share it with everyone else.