Nik Ammar - Hollywood

Oh, it's the dead of the night
It's hushed as a dove, 'til the time is right
Oh, oh, you can run all you like...
I'll give you some room to hide out, bar sometimes
Sleep it off, lay down for a while
Trash the other fight...

Welcome to Hollywood, Hollywood
Where the fame is only fifteen seconds
Every face is like a glittering weapon
Hollywood, Hollywood
Where the fame is only fifteen seconds
Every face is like a glittering weapon

Oh, how high did you go when you hit the sky?
Were you strapped into your parachute ride?
Oh, 'cause you're lookin' like you're in...
Hell, at the back of the line
You had your chances, had your time
Like a moon, running in the light...

Welcome to Hollywood, Hollywood
Where the fame is only fifteen seconds
Every face is like a glittering weapon
Hollywood, Hollywood
Where the fame is only fifteen seconds
Every face is like a glittering weapon

Oh, oh...
Hollywood, Hollywood

Welcome to Hollywood, Hollywood
Where the fame is only fifteen seconds
Every face is like a glittering weapon
Hollywood, Hollywood
Where the fame is only fifteen seconds
Every face is like a glittering

Welcome to Hollywood