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LANA DEL REY


I was in the winter of my life - and the men I met along the road were my only summer. At night I fell asleep with visions of myself dancing and laughing and crying with them. Three years down the line of being on an endless world tour and my memories of them were the only things that sustained me, and my only real happy times. I was a singer, not a very popular one, who once had dreams of becoming a beautiful poet - but upon an unfortunate series of events saw those dreams dashed and divided like a million stars in the night sky that I wished on over and over again - sparkling and broken. But I didn’t really mind because I knew that it takes getting everything you ever wanted and then losing it to know about what freedom is.

When the people I used to know found out what I had been doing, how I had been living - the asked me why. But there’s no use in talking to people who have a home. They know what it’s like to seek safety in other people, for home to be wherever you lie your head.

I was always an unusual girl. My mother told me I had a chameleon soul. No moral compass pointing due north, no fixed personality. Just an inner indeciviness that was as wide and as wavering the ocean. And if I said that I didn’t plan for it to turn out this way I’d be lying –because I born to be the other woman. I belonged to no one - who belonged to everyone, who had nothing - who wanted everything with a fire for every experience and an obsession for freedom that terrified me to point that I coudn’t even talk about and pushed me to a nomadic point of madness that both dazzled and dizzied me.

I've been out on that open road,
You can be my full time, daddy,
White and gold.
Singing blues has been gettin' old,
You can be my full time, baby,
Hot or cold.

Don't break me down,
(Don't break me down),
I've been drivin' too long,
(I've been drivin' too long),
I've been tryin' too hard,
(I've been tryin' too hard),
With one pretty song,
(With one pretty song).

I hear the birds on the summer breeze,
I drive fast, I am alone in the night.
Been tryin' hard not to get into trouble,
But I, I've got a war in my mind.

So, I just ride, just ride,
I just ride, I just ride.

Dyin' young and I'm playing hard,
That's the way my father made his
Life an art.
Drink all day and we talk 'till dark,
That's the way the royal dons do it,
Light to the dark.

Don't leave me now,
(Don't leave me now),
Don't say goodbye,
(Don't say goodbye),
Don't turn around,
(Don't turn around),
Leave me high and dry.

I hear the birds on the summer breeze,
I drive fast, I am alone in the night.
Been tryin' hard not to get into trouble,
But I, I've got a war in my mind.

I just ride, just ride,
I just ride, I just ride.

I'm tired of feelin',
Like I'm f*ckin' crazy!
I'm tired of drivin',
Till I see stars in my eyes.
All I've got to keep
Myself sane, baby,
So I just drive, I just ride.

Hear the birds on the summer breeze,
I drive fast, I am alone in the night.
Been tryin' hard not to get into trouble,
But I, I've got a war in my mind.

I just ride, just ride,
I just ride, I just ride.

Every night I used to find my people - and finally I did - on the open road. We had nothing to lose, nothing to gain, nothing we desired anymore - except to make our lives into a work of art.

LIVE FAST. DIE YOUNG. BE WILD. AND HAVE FUN.

I believe in the country America used to be. I believe in the person I want to become, I believe in the freedom of the open road. And my motto is the same as ever - I believe in the kindness of strangers. And when I’m at war with myself - I ride. I just ride.

Who are you? Are you in touch with all your darkest fantasies?Have you created a life for yourself where y

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