E I was shooting in the back of the car
When the G5 windows D5 smashed on the A5 police D5 cars G5
E I was swimming through the streets of New York
With my G5 cocaine D5 dagger and A5 throats to D5 cut A5
(Chorus)
C And it was D making her G cry...
C But it was making me high E
(Verse2)
She was a hooker at the age of sixteen
All she wanted was the money, she didn't need an I.D.
She was a junkie, and I know it's cliche
But then so was her life, I mean, she lived in L.A.
(Chorus2)
And it was making her cry...
But it was making her high
C And it was D making her G cry...
C And it was D making her G high
Guitar 1:
Guitar 2:
Riot in my skull
The demons are coming
Los Angeles is dead
These drugs ain't working
Painted it all black
The chains are jerking
Los Angeles is dead
The drugs ain't working
Riot in my skull
The demons are coming
Los Angeles is dead
The drugs ain't working
Los Angeles is dead
The drugs ain't working
Los Angeles is dead
Ryan Adams
