作词 : Benjamin Blumstein
作曲 : Benjamin Blumstein
Two weeks to the day that
We up and walked away
Scratched words in a paper plate
Turned over in the yard

I saw a burning light and
Planes turning air to flight
Throwing ocean on the night
Where flames stood like a scar

All I wanna say is
You'll come for me someday
When the streets have all been paved
And the heirlooms come around

You wanna be my friend then
Tell me why your face descends
When I go by and you pretend
That we're all happy now

But I lie on you
Just like I always do
But it's the smallness
I can't take the smallness
Of it all
Of it all
Of it all

LA is burning wild
The superficial's back in style
All that glow got me beguiled
But i was younger then

You came and ate it up
But i couldn't take the stuff
And they took me away in cuffs
As the light was coming in

And the crowds part on you
And they all long for the truth
I think I'm the smallest
I think I'm the smallest
Of them all
Of them all
Of them all