LA Devotee

• Panic! At The Disco
• Death Of A Bachelor

You got two black eyes from loving too hard

And a black car that matches your blackest soul

I would change ya, oh

Wouldn’t ever try to make you leave, no-oh

Oh the neon coast was your sign

And the Midwest wind with Pisces rising

Wouldn’t change ya, oh

Wouldn’t ever try to make you leave, no-oh

Static palms melt your vibe

Midnight whisperings

The black magic on Mulholland Drive

Swimming pools under desert skies

Drinking white wine in the blushing light

Just another LA Devotee

Sunsets on the evil eye

Invisible to the Hollywood shrine

Always on the hunt for a little more time

Just another LA Devotee

Just another, just another, uh-oh

Just another, just another, uh-oh

Just another, just another, uh-oh

Just another LA Devotee

You got bleached out eyes from the valley sand

And the black tar palms keep weeping your name

I couldn’t change ya, oh-oh

Couldn’t ever try to make you see, oh-oh

The high rise lights read your rights

And a downtown storm with Aries rising

Couldn’t change you, oh-oh

Couldn’t ever try to make you leave, no-oh

(LA Devotee)

(LA Devotee)

(LA Devotee)

(LA Devotee)