I don't want to die. Out here in the valley. Waiting for my luck to change. And I just want my dad to know. That I finally made it. Everybody gets high. Everybody gets low. Everybody gets bruised. Everybody gets slow. I don't wanna die. Out here in the valley. You don’t have to lie. I know that's what I'll do. I don't want my mom to know. That I never loved my life. And I sold my soul. Everybody gets high. Everybody gets low. Everybody gets bruised. Everybody gets sold. Everybody gets dark. Everybody unfolds. Everybody gets high. Everybody gets so low. And everyone's eyes are blue. And everyone's mouth is dry. And nobody wants to die in Van Nuys. Everybody gets high. Everybody gets low. Everybody gets bruised. Everybody gets slow. Well you don't know how to get back to your crawl space. Underneath the dirt and the rust and the waste. But the sun sets fast these days.. Everyone's eyes are blue. And everyone's mouth is dry. And nobody wants to die in Van Nuys.