I like to see everything in neonDrink lime green, stay up ‘til dawnMaybe the way that I'm living is killing meI like to light up the stage with a songDo shit to keep me turned onBut one day I woke up like“Maybe I'll do it differently”So I moved to CaliforniaBut it's just a state of mindIt turns out everywhere you goYou take yourself‚ that's not a lieWish that you would hold meOr just say that you were mineIt's killing me slowlyDream a little dream of meMake me into something sweetTurn the radio on‚ dancing to a pop songFuck it, I love youFuck it, I love youFuck it‚ I love youI really doI used to shoot up my veins in neonAnd shit's even brighter, you're goneSo many things I would say to youI want youYou moved to CaliforniaBut it's just a state of mindAnd you know everyone adores youYou can't feel it and you're tiredBaby‚ wish that you would hold meOr just say that you were mineBut it's killing me slowlyDream a little dream of meTurn this into something sweetTurn the radio on, dancing to a pop songFuck it, I love youFuck it, I love youFuck it, I love youI really doIt turns out California's moreThan just a state of mindI met you on the boulevard, wind through my hairYou blew my mindAnd if I wasn't so fucked upI think I'd fuck you all the time(I really do)It's killing me slowly(Fuck it, I love you)I moved to CaliforniaBut it's just a state of mind(Fuck it, I love you)It turns out everywhere you goYou take yourself, that's not a lie(Fuck it, I love you)Wish that you would hold meOr just say that you were mine(I really do)It's killing me slowly(Fuck it, I love you)California dreamin'I got my money on my mind(Fuck it, I love you)Chances in my veins, running out of time(Fuck it, I love you)California dreamin'I got my money on my mind(I really do)Chances in my veins, running out of time(Fuck it, I love you)California dreamin'I got my money on my mind(Fuck it, I love you)Chances in my veins, running out of time(Fuck it, I love you)California dreamin'I got my money on my mind(I really do)Chances in my veins, running out of timeI miss Long Beach and I miss you, babeI miss dancing with you the most of allI miss the bar where the Beach Boys would goDennis's last stop before KokomoThose nights were on fireWe couldn't get higherWe didn't know that we had it allBut nobody warns you before the fallAnd I'm wastedDon't leave‚ I just need a wake-up callI'm facing the greatestThe greatest loss of them allThe culture is lit and I had a ballI guess I'm signing off after allI miss New York and I miss the musicMe and my friends‚ we miss rock and rollI want you to feel just like you used toWhen‚ baby, I was doing nothing the most of allThe culture's lit and if this is it, I had a ballI guess that I'm burned out after allAnd I'm wastedDon't leave‚ I just need a wake-up callI'm facing the greatestThe greatest loss of them allThe culture is lit and I had a ballI guess that I'm burned out after allIf this is it, I'm signing offMiss doing nothing, the most of allOh I just missed a fireballL. A. is in flames‚ it's getting hotKanye West is blonde and gone"Life on Mars" ain't just a songOh, the livestream's almost on
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Fuck It I Love You/ The Greatest (Video Version)Lana Del Rey
I like to see everything in neon
Drink lime green, stay up ‘til dawn
Maybe the way that I'm living is killing me
I like to light up the stage with a song
Do shit to keep me turned on
But one day I woke up like
“Maybe I'll do it differently”
So I moved to California
But it's just a state of mind
It turns out everywhere you go
You take yourself‚ that's not a lie
Wish that you would hold me
Or just say that you were mine
It's killing me slowly
Dream a little dream of me
Make me into something sweet
Turn the radio on‚ dancing to a pop song
Fuck it, I love you
Fuck it, I love you
Fuck it‚ I love you
I really do
I used to shoot up my veins in neon
And shit's even brighter, you're gone
So many things I would say to you
I want you
You moved to California
But it's just a state of mind
And you know everyone adores you
You can't feel it and you're tired
Baby‚ wish that you would hold me
Or just say that you were mine
But it's killing me slowly
Dream a little dream of me
Turn this into something sweet
Turn the radio on, dancing to a pop song
Fuck it, I love you
Fuck it, I love you
Fuck it, I love you
I really do
It turns out California's more
Than just a state of mind
I met you on the boulevard, wind through my hair
You blew my mind
And if I wasn't so fucked up
I think I'd fuck you all the time
(I really do)
It's killing me slowly
(Fuck it, I love you)
I moved to California
But it's just a state of mind
(Fuck it, I love you)
It turns out everywhere you go
You take yourself, that's not a lie
(Fuck it, I love you)
Wish that you would hold me
Or just say that you were mine
(I really do)
It's killing me slowly
(Fuck it, I love you)
California dreamin'
I got my money on my mind
(Fuck it, I love you)
Chances in my veins, running out of time
(Fuck it, I love you)
California dreamin'
I got my money on my mind
(I really do)
Chances in my veins, running out of time
(Fuck it, I love you)
California dreamin'
I got my money on my mind
(Fuck it, I love you)
Chances in my veins, running out of time
(Fuck it, I love you)
California dreamin'
I got my money on my mind
(I really do)
Chances in my veins, running out of time
I miss Long Beach and I miss you, babe
I miss dancing with you the most of all
I miss the bar where the Beach Boys would go
Dennis's last stop before Kokomo
Those nights were on fire
We couldn't get higher
We didn't know that we had it all
But nobody warns you before the fall
And I'm wasted
Don't leave‚ I just need a wake-up call
I'm facing the greatest
The greatest loss of them all
The culture is lit and I had a ball
I guess I'm signing off after all
I miss New York and I miss the music
Me and my friends‚ we miss rock and roll
I want you to feel just like you used to
When‚ baby, I was doing nothing the most of all
The culture's lit and if this is it, I had a ball
I guess that I'm burned out after all
And I'm wasted
Don't leave‚ I just need a wake-up call
I'm facing the greatest
The greatest loss of them all
The culture is lit and I had a ball
I guess that I'm burned out after all
If this is it, I'm signing off
Miss doing nothing, the most of all
Oh I just missed a fireball
L. A. is in flames‚ it's getting hot
Kanye West is blonde and gone
"Life on Mars" ain't just a song
Oh, the livestream's almost on
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