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It was the letters in his last name...

It was the letters in his last name...

Lana Del Ray Tropico...

I follow her with carefree eyes down the ravine...

You think your so bad ass with so much sass and class...

Gather around children. Zip it, listen...

Gather around children. Zip it, listen...

Gather around children. Zip it, listen...

Run away...

Hold my hand, the hand of time, the hand that binds and the hand that rhymes...

Fuck yourself. And when you're done, tell me that you love me...