Heroin – Lana Del Rey
Nghệ sĩ: Lana Del Rey
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Hợp âm bài hát (7):
Topanga is hot tonight, the city by the bay
Has movie stars and liquor stores and soft decay
The rumblin' from distant shores sends me to sleep
But the facts of life can sometimes make it hard to dream
Life rocked me like Mötley
Grab me by the ribbons in my hair
Life rocked me ultra softly
Like the heavy metal that you wear
I'm flyin' to the moon again
Dreamin' about heroin
How it gave you everything
And took your life away
I put you on an aeroplane
Destined for a foreign land
I hoped that you'd come back again
And tell me everything's
O-kay ay-ay-ay, ay ay-ay-ay
Bay ay-ay-abe, yeah-ay-ay-ay
Topanga's hot today, Manson's in the air
And all my friends have
gone 'cause they still feel him here
I want to leave, I'll probably stay another year
It's hard to leave when absolutely nothin's clear
Life rocked me like Mötley
Bad beginnin' to my new year
Life rocked me ultra softly
Like the heavy metal that you hear
I'm flyin' to the moon again
Dreamin' about heroin
And how it gave you everything
And took your life away
I put you on the aeroplane
Destined for a foreign land
I thought that you'd come back again
To tell me everything's
O-kay ay-ay-ay, ay ay-ay-ay
Bay ay-ay-abe, yeah-ay-ay-ay
It's fucking hot, hot, winter in the city
Somethin' 'bout this weather made these kids go crazy
It's hot, even for February
Somethin' 'bout this sun has made these kids get scary
Oh oh-oh-oh, writin' in blood on my walls and shit, like
Oh, oh my God, jumpin' off from
the walls into the docks and shit
Oh hoh-hoh-hoh, I'd be lyin' if I said I wasn't sick of it
Baby (baby), come on (come on), come on (come on)
I'm flyin' to the moon again
Dreamin' about marzipan
Taking all my medicine
To take my thoughts away
I'm getting on that aeroplane
Leavin' my old man again
I hope that I come back one day
To tell you that I really
Cha a-a-anged, a a-a-anged
Bay ay-ay-abe, yeah-ay-ay-ay
It's hot, hot, somethin' 'bout the city
Don't know what it is, it makes my head get crazy
Oh oh-oh-oh, makes me feel like I can change
Oh hoh-hoh-hoh, all of my evil ways and shit
Mmm mmm-mmm-mmm, mmm mmm-mmm-mmm
Oh mmm-mmm-mmm, I'd be lyin' if I said I wasn't sick of it
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