the diaboys as lana del rey songs:
â donât make me sad, donât make me cry, sometimes love is not enough and the road gets tough i donât know whyâ
â let me kiss you hard in the pouring rain, you like your girls insane, chose your last words this is the last time, cause you and i, we were born to dieâ
â we both know that itâs not fashionable to love me but you donât go because truly thereâs no one for you but meâ
â there are violets in your eyes, there are guns ablaze around youâ
âmr. born to loseâ (sorry i just had to lmao)
â because iâm crazy baby i need you to come here and save meâ
â iâm off to the races, laces, leather on my waist is tight and i am fallinâ downâ
â light of his life, fire of his loins, keep me forever, tell me you own meâ
â could be kissing my fruit punch lips in the bright sunshine, âcause i like you quite a lot, everything you got donât you know?â
â i want my cake and i want to eat it too, i want to have fun and be in love with youâ
â cause your my religion, youâre how iâm living, when all my friends tell me i should take some space. well i canât envision, that for a minute. when iâm down on my knees, youâre how i prayâ
â no need to survive now all we do is playâ
let me be clear that cola was a very close second
subaru - dark but just a game
â the faces arenât the same but their stories all end tragicallyâ
â a pretty little fool to think exceptions still ruleâ
â we keep changing all the time, the best ones lost their minds so iâm not gonna change, iâll stay the same, no rose left on the vines, donât even want whatâs mineâ
â you push it hard, i pull away, iâm feelinâ hotter than fire i guess no one ever really made me feel that much higherâ
â boy itâs you i desire, your love, your love your loveâ
low key all of ultraviolence suits him tho tbh
â boy, iâve been raised from the dead, no one even knows how hard life was, i donât even think about it now because iâve finally found youâ
â baby, love me cause iâm playinâ on the radio, how do you like me now?â
yuma - norman fucking rockwell
â goddamn, man-child, you fucked me so good that i almost said i love you. youâre fun and youâre wild but you donât know the half of the shit that you put me throughâ
âyeah youâre just a man all through and through, your head in your hands as you color me blueâ
â screw your anonymity, loving me is all you need to feel like i doâ
â looking back, my past it all seems stranger than a strangerâ
â is it real love? itâs like smilinâ when the firinâ squads against you and you just stayed lined upâ
â my rose garden dreams set on fire by fiendsâ
â darlinâ darlinâ darlinâ i fall to pieces when iâm with youâ
cinnamon girl was a close 2nd, white mustang a close 3rd. but also like. most of lanaâs songs suit her tbh