"Anonymous In Los Feliz" lyrics

"Anonymous In Los Feliz"

Last night you got in my eye line
Feels like it was a lifetime
I got in your head
Ran my fingers through all your anger
Wrapped around like an anchor
Held us by a thread

And I know it's not your fault, gave it everything you had
Can you see it's not my fault from where you're at?

Baby, don't forget when you're famous
Love's anonymous, faceless
So show yourself to me
And come on back for me
Waiting at the end of the century
I can't sleep with a memory
So show yourself to me
And come on back for me

First kiss drawing blood like it's lipstick
Using it like a mystic
Tell me who you've been
My arms start to look like a crossroads
We're the only ones lost though
Buried in between

But I know it's not your fault, there was only one way out
Can you see it's not my fault from where you're at?

Baby, don't forget when you're famous
Love's anonymous, faceless
So show yourself to me
And come on back for me
Waiting at the end of the century
I can't sleep with a memory
So show yourself to me
And come on back for me

Come on back for me
Come on back for me

Baby, don't forget when you're famous
Love's anonymous, faceless
So show yourself to me
And come on back for me
Waiting at the end of the century
I can't sleep with a memory
So show yourself to me
And come on back for me


Writer(s): Yoann Intonti, Timothy Lanham, Justin Hayward Young, Arni Arnason, Austin Ward
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