This is a song about "Little gilrs in los angeles"

So i could find my rainbow, my pot of gold

Little girl magic, truth be told, a star in the fold

We love for a while then a light goes

All these grave stones are kept in clean little rows,

I felt lost in the world for a little bit

My tv stays on cartoon network, fuck that twilight shit

It's way too lateand if i got to die young then it's just my fate

Theres a little bit of hell in everyone just waiten to escape

Ready to watch? i'm a slip it in the tape deck

Ain't no tellin' what really goes on in her little head

For a little pot/ they got me a pot to piss in

Lord i'm so focused more focused than i ever been

All these grave stones kept in clean little rows,

Best believe i'm leaving with more of those

Feeling a little bit of craz-ee in me

You can never tell me that i'm not hungry