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panic attack in calabasas

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(Oh, the hills are so lonely) (Yeah, breathing in through the nose...) (Out through the mouth) Sitting poolside looking at an infinity edge Wondering if my gardener thinks I’m on the ledge Hyperventilating in silk pajamas from Dior Got three gold records laying flat upon the floor It’s so hard being rich and misunderstood Nobody suffers quite like me in Hollywood Took half a gummy just to stabilize the vibe Now I’m having deep conversations with my tribe My life is so tragic, my gate is twelve feet tall I have to call security to look over the wall (Over the wall) Somebody save me from my own success! Having a panic attack in Calabasas Looking at my sorrow through designer glasses Got a heated pool, but my soul is cold Living out the sad-boy dream that I sold Yeah, panic attack in Calabasas (Calabasas) Suffering in style while the summer passes (Summer passes by) Ordered Postmates from three different spots Just to take one bite and connect the dots Why am I empty inside a gated zone? With fourteen bedrooms and I’m all alone My manager called, said "You gotta make a hit" I said "I'm having an existential crisis, wait a bit" Let me monetize the trauma in my chest Then I'll fly a private jet out to the Midwest Inhale the privilege... Exhale the pain... Why does it feel like Beverly Hills is in the rain? (In the rain, yeah) Having a panic attack in Calabasas Looking at my sorrow through designer glasses Got a heated pool, but my soul is cold Living out the sad-boy dream that I sold Yeah, panic attack in Calabasas (Calabasas) Suffering in style while the summer passes (Summer passes by) Deep breath in... Order another smoothie. Calabasas sadness. (Yeah, so sad)