Old Hollywood
Escaping the Glitz: Leaving Behind Hollywood's Illusion
Lyrics
I don't really mind if I get lost in myself
I am comfortable with the idea of losing myself.
How long have I been waiting
I've been waiting for an extended period; uncertain how long.
I see the future melting in my tumbler glass
I observe the future disintegrating in my drink.
The hour's past, I'm fading
The time has passed, and I'm losing energy or significance.
All is quiet on the set
The film set is calm and still.
Time for pretending that I'm someone else
It's time to pretend to be someone else.
Cause I can't decide on who I am myself
I struggle to define my identity.
Who am I supposed to be
I'm unsure of my role or true self.
Ever gonna chew the scene
Will I ever make a significant impact in the entertainment industry?
Last chance for callbacks, now just humor me
Last opportunity for auditions; entertain me.
Direct the eye to the following
Guide attention to what comes next.
Abby Singer calling me
Abby Singer, a film industry term, is calling for the last shot.
Bright lights come claim
The spotlight arrives, claiming attention.
Fifteen of fame
Fifteen minutes of fame are here.
Do you really want to know what's calling
Do you genuinely want to know what beckons you to the boulevard, wasting time?
You down to the boulevard wasting time
Are you ready to spend time idly on the boulevard?
Do you really want stay in limbo cause you've read the script
Do you want to remain in uncertainty despite knowing the script?
But you've got no lines
You know the script but lack lines (importance).
Last call I could hear the hip bartender say
Last call; the bartender urges you to leave.
Be on your way, I'm reeling
It's time for me to go; I feel overwhelmed.
I think I'll catch a greyhound to the Frisco Bay
I might take a Greyhound to San Francisco and escape these emotions.
And wash away the feeling
I want to wash away the emotions troubling me.
Was I really wanting fame
Did I genuinely desire fame?
Someone to recognize and call my name
Recognition and acknowledgment were what I sought.
Collect the accolades to ease my pain
Accolades were sought to alleviate my pain.
Leave a little legacy
Leaving a lasting impact mattered to me.
Doesn't really matter now
Current circumstances don't matter anymore.
Everything is plastic in this tinseltown
Hollywood is superficial, everything is artificial.
I never thought I'd be wallowing
I never thought I'd find myself immersed in this choice to leave.
In the choice to finally leave
The spotlight calls again.
Bright lights come claim
Fifteen minutes of fame are here once more.
Fifteen of fame
Do you genuinely want to know what beckons you to the boulevard, wasting time?
Do you really want to know what's calling
Are you ready to spend time idly on the boulevard?
You down to the boulevard wasting time
Do you want to remain in uncertainty despite knowing the script?
Do you really want stay in limbo cause you've read the script
You know the script but lack lines (importance).
But you've got no lines
The ground shakes, and the sky is ablaze; no wonder I had to leave.
Trembling earth, the sky's on fire
The world around me is chaotic and unsettling.
It's no wonder that I had to leave
I had no choice but to leave this turmoil.
I've got to leave
I must depart; there's no other option.
I'm leaving Hollywood, Hollywood's no good
Hollywood is no longer appealing; I'm leaving.
I'm leaving Hollywood, Hollywood's no good
Hollywood has lost its allure; I'm departing.
I'm gonna take it to the Frisco Bay
I'll go to San Francisco to start anew.
Gonna wash it all away
I'll wash away all the emotions and experiences.
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