Hollywood Whore
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Passed out on the floor
I'm sorry but the party's over
Cocaine nose and trendy clothes
Gotta send her to rehab
She found out she's got no soul
But it really doesn't bother her
White trash queen, American dream
Oh what a role model
Throwin' a fit, makin' a scene
Like no tomorrow
Hollywood whore
Passed out on the floor
Can't take it no more
I'm sorry but the party's over
The talk of the town
Is she's going down
I'm sorry but the party's over now
Awake by noon, drunk by four
Sucked up in the showbiz
You're so lame, you're such a bore
I wanna kick your teeth in
Plastic smile to match your style
We can tell you got a face lift
You're so vain, oh so vile
You're a number one hit
Hollywood whore
Passed out on the floor
Can't take it no more
I'm sorry but the party's over
The talk of the town
Is she's going down
I'm sorry but the party's over
The cameras are gone
And nobody screams
She couldn't survive
Her fifteen minutes of fame
Her friends are all gone
She's going insane
She'll never survive
Without the money and fame
It's all going down the drain
Hollywood whore
Passed out on the floor
I'm sorry but the party's over
The talk of the town
Is she's going down
I'm sorry but the party's over
Hollywood whore
Passed out on the floor
I'm sorry but the party's over
The talk of the town
Is that shes goin' down
I'm sorry but the party's over
Wake up
The party's over
Wake up
The party's over
Wake up
The party's over
Wake up
The party's over now
Don't let the door hit ya where the good lord split ya honey
The song "Hollywood Whore" by Papa Roach is a scathing critique of the Hollywood celebrity culture and those who strive for fame at any cost. The lyrics describe a Hollywood celebrity who has spiraled out of control and become addicted to drugs and alcohol, resulting in multiple public meltdowns and ultimately a downfall. The chorus repeats the phrase "Hollywood whore" to symbolize the shallowness and exploitation of the entertainment industry.
The first verse describes the celebrity's drug and alcohol addiction, as well as her lack of a soul. The second verse focuses on her physical appearance and plastic surgery, which represents the superficiality of Hollywood culture. The bridge highlights the fleeting nature of fame and how quickly it can be lost, leaving behind a broken and lonely individual.
Overall, the song serves as a warning against the dangers of chasing fame without regard for one's own well-being or morals. It urges listeners to wake up and realize the true cost of the Hollywood lifestyle.
Line by Line Meaning
Hollywood whore, passed out on the floor, I'm sorry but the party's over
The singer is addressing a promiscuous, fame-hungry individual who has collapsed on the ground, commenting that the party is finished and it's time to leave.
Cocaine nose and trendy clothes, gotta send her to rehab, she found out she's got no soul, but it really doesn't bother her
The subject has succumbed to drugs and fashion, and needs rehabilitation. They have also realized they lack a soul, but this realization is met with apathy.
White trash queen, American dream, oh what a role model, throwin' a fit, makin' a scene, like no tomorrow
The individual is portrayed as a poor, exploitative success story that inspires negative behavior and tantrums.
Can't take it no more, the talk of the town, is she's going down, I'm sorry but the party's over now
The artist reiterates that the party is finished, and the individual's reputation is in jeopardy.
Awake by noon, drunk by four, sucked up in the showbiz, you're so lame, you're such a bore, I wanna kick your teeth in
The individual is depicted as lazy and inebriated by midday, caught up in the superficiality of the entertainment industry. The artist feels strongly negative towards this person.
Plastic smile to match your style, we can tell you got a face lift, you're so vain, oh so vile, you're a number one hit
The subject's excessive efforts to maintain appearances are apparent and unappealing, yet they maintain popularity.
The cameras are gone, and nobody screams, she couldn't survive, her fifteen minutes of fame
Once the attention has faded, the individual no longer has an audience to obsess over them, and the singer believes they wouldn't be able to handle a return to obscurity.
Her friends are all gone, she's going insane, she'll never survive, without the money and fame, it's all going down the drain
The individual's support system has disappeared, and the possible outcome is that their mental state will deteriorate. The artist believes that without their money and recognition, they will end up destitute.
Don't let the door hit ya where the good lord split ya honey
The artist sarcastically comments that they don't want the individual to be injured as they leave.
Wake up, the party's over
The artist reiterates that it's time for the individual to wake up and realize the reality of their situation.
Lyrics ยฉ BMG Rights Management
Written by: Jacoby Shaddix, Jerry Horton, Tobin Esperance
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@kyshawty971
Lyrics: Am I wrong for being lost?
The pressures of being boss
Exhausted every bone in my body, I can't walk
I don't talk, I scream, I don't stop to think
I'm so close to the dream that I can't go to sleep
Ironic I know, so I need more chronic to roll
Tryna find what's more important, the money or my soul?
It's cold, I'm low
I'm caught between the roads
Under the Hollywood sign, you get blinded by the glow
Uh, yo, how could you look me in the face?
You sat at the table with my daughter
Promising you got us right after you finished saying grace
Why don't you tell her what your hidin' in the bank?
It's time to cut my lawn and see the snakes
It's time to tell the truth to every fan
Who doesn't understand that it's because of you they had to wait
While you left me here to deal with all the hate
I still smile but feel so fake
It's no sun the clouds are opaque
So much shade I read on one page
I can't even look at your name without getting the shakes
What a mistake, uh
Look how you take, uh
What doesn't belong to you, this was a rape
And if fate send us both to heaven
I'ma keep a blade in my leather so I can kill you at the gate, uh
Isn't worth it when you see it's all (two-faced)
Tryna fit into a world with no (new space)
Commit third degree murder (what for?)
Tryna play me like a Hollywood Whore
(First place)
Isn't worth it when you see it's all (two-faced)
Tryna fit into a world with no (new space)
Commit third degree murder (what for?)
Tryna play me like a Hollywood Whore
I woke up sweatin'
Tryna forget I'm in a mansion
Because fans are mad at my expansion
And my friend I thought was family who'd always understand me
Got offended 'cause he jealous we're supposed to be at the Grammys
I'm askin', when did pride and passion get mistaken for handouts and ass-kissing?
The fact is I made it from trailer trash to Saks 5th
Took it from underground to massive and the come up was classic
Back when white boys rapped they gettin' their ass kicked
I was battlin' putting these rappers in caskets
I was walking home getting jumped after classes
Tell me, why don't my haters mention that shit now?
My rent is due and I'm the tenant getting by with no credit
Got residue from sedative I ain't get from the medic
My schedule is so fuckin' hectic but still I'm in debt
I'd be better off dead so life insurance keeps my family fed
It's because of y'all I couldn't separate from my career
'Cause of y'all I hated myself for so many years
'Cause of you, you ain't never gonna see me trust
Even If I got a wife, she's just somebody I fuck
Isn't worth it when you see it's all (two-faced)
Tryna fit into a world with no (new space)
Commit third degree murder (what for?)
Tryna play me like a Hollywood Whore
(First place)
Isn't worth it when you see it's all (two-faced)
Tryna fit into a world with no (new space)
Commit third degree murder (what for?)
Tryna play me like a Hollywood Whore
City of Angels (danger)
The City of Angels (danger)
@OffTarget
Numb Instrumental playing here and there.
Green Shirt sort of like what Chester wore in Numb.
Microphone hanging down like how it was in Numb.
Background looked like the background from Crawling.
Then at 2:50 MGK quickly flashed the text, "R.I.P. Chester Bennington".
All nice tributes to Chester.
#LinkinPark4Ever
@GhostDocs
Exactly at 2:50
Text says "RIP Chester Bennington"
Respect MGK ๐
@kenyansimpo7356
Damn I did not see that
@nazifirfan5198
i did so too
@CodyS777-oc8vs
Also he sampled Numb by Linkin Park in this song.
@Noodlez0125
@@CodyS777-oc8vs the whole song got really strong old school linkin park vibes though
@sazrexph307
Damn Linkin park fans truly appreciate this !
@GRACe_CUKA
Without a doubt, one of his most underrated masterpieces.
@Micahslooseearlobe
yeah 23 million views so underground
@landengreene9819
For sure
@ianharrison5758
@@Micahslooseearlobe underrated doesnโt mean underground my guy