He used to call me DN
That stood for Deadly Nightshade
Cause I was filled with poison
But blessed with beauty and rage
Jim told me that
He hit me and it felt like a kiss
Jim brought me back
Reminded me of when we were kids
That stood for Deadly Nightshade
Cause I was filled with poison
But blessed with beauty and rage
Jim told me that
He hit me and it felt like a kiss
Jim brought me back
Reminded me of when we were kids
This
is ultraviolence
Ultraviolence
Ultraviolence
I can hear sirens, sirens
He hit me and it felt like a kiss
I can hear violins, violins
Give me all of that ultraviolence
He hit me and it felt like a kiss
I can hear violins, violins
Give me all of that ultraviolence
He
used to call me poison
Like I was poison ivy
I could have died right there
Cause he was right beside me
Jim raised me up
He hurt me but it felt like true love
Jim taught me that
Loving him was never enough
Like I was poison ivy
I could have died right there
Cause he was right beside me
Jim raised me up
He hurt me but it felt like true love
Jim taught me that
Loving him was never enough
We
can go back to New York
Loving you was really hard
We can go back to the struck
Heaven don't know who we are
Heaven is on Earth
I will do anything for you, babe
Blessed be this union
Crying tears of gold, like Adam and Eve
Loving you was really hard
We can go back to the struck
Heaven don't know who we are
Heaven is on Earth
I will do anything for you, babe
Blessed be this union
Crying tears of gold, like Adam and Eve
I
love you the first time
I love you the last time
Yo soy la princesa, comprende mis white lines
Cause I'm your jazz singer
And you're my cult leader
I love you forever
I love you forever
I love you the last time
Yo soy la princesa, comprende mis white lines
Cause I'm your jazz singer
And you're my cult leader
I love you forever
I love you forever
Ultraviolence, by Lana del Rey
3 comentários:
wonderful shit
gosto muito.
Que curioso foi encontrar o teu blog e deparar-me com este post precisamente no momento em que estava a ouvir esta música! Tens palavras magníficas, e aparentemente, o gosto musical de quem carrega poesia ao colo :)
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