Is is a synthesis of recognizable things or unrecognizable things? What is it that you listen to you, or what were you listening to when writing these tracks? Kofi: For the most part what I listen to first and foremost is hip hop.
The sexual preferences of the fairer sex stretch far and wide, from the socially acceptable vanilla activities portrayed in Hollywood love stories to the dark and hidden desires only comfortably discussed in anonymous internet chat rooms. This endless variety means that anyone who claims to know exactly what every woman wants in bed is probably trying to sell you something, so I would never try. Look, I know you men have it difficult.
It is also a song on self-love. The first verse of the song talks about Lana herself. We get a detailed description of her inner sanctity.
It was released as the first promotional single from her album, Norman Fucking Rockwell! Later that day, she released the two as a joint-single on digital outlets. The track was written and produced by Del Rey and Jack Antonoffwhilst the version featured on the single release, as well as in the music video and digital editions of the album, has a different beat arrangement and production by Andrew Wattand Louis Bell.
What: A self-initiated research project using script writing and performance art to explore social dynamics, identifications and self-images connected to issues of immigration, racism and integration in a Swedish context. The project was self-initiated inand has thus far undergone a number of trial and errors in terms of display and context. He also meets the young self-destructive artist Moa, confused daughter of Annika, who is driven by a deep and intense quest for freedom from suffering she is not quite sure where it comes from.
Writer s : andrew wotman, jack antonoff, lana del rey, louis bell Lyrics powered by www. Log dich ein um diese Funktion zu nutzen. 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. Fehlerhaften Songtext melden.