Lana Del Rey - Fingertips lyrics
Lana Del Rey [Elizabeth Woolridge Grant] New York City, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Lana Del Rey - Fingertips lyrics]
Tracing fingertips over plastic bags
Thinking, "I wish I
Could extrapolate some small intention
Or maybe just get your attention
For a minute or two"
Will I die? Or will I get
To that ten year mark?
Where I beat the extinction of telomeres?
And if I do, will you be
There with me, Father, Sister, brother?
Charlie, stop smoking
Caroline, will you be with me?
Will the baby be alright?
Will I have one of mine?
Can I handle it even if I do?
It's said that my mind
Is not fit, or so they said, to carry a child
I guess I'll be fine
It wasn't my idea
The cocktail of things that
Twists neurons inside
But without them, I'd die
They say there's irony in the
Music, it's a tragedy, i
See nothing Greek in it
Give me a mausoleum in Rhode
Island with Dad, Grandma, Grandpa, and Dave
Who hung himself real high
In the National Park sky
It's a shame and I'm crying right now
To get to you, save you, if I take my life
Find your astral body, put it into my arms
Give you two seconds to cry
Take you home, I, I'll give you a blanket
Your spirit can sit and watch TV by my side
'Cause, baby, I ran through a time when I
Felt you were doing it
I couldn't handle it, I was in Monaco
I couldn't hear what they
Said on the telephone
I had to sing for the prince in two hours
Sat in the shower
Gave myself two seconds to cry
It's a shame that we die
When I was fifteen, naked
Next door neighbors did a drive-by
Pulled me up by my waist
Long hair to the beach side
I wanted to go out like you
Swim with the fishes
That he caught on Rhode Island beaches
But, sometimes, it's just not your time
Caroline, what kind of mother was she to
Say I'd end up in institutions?
All I wanted to do was kiss
Aaron Greene and sit by the lake
Twisting lime into the drinks that they made
Have a babe at sixteen in the
Town I was born in, and die
Aaron ended up dead and not me
What the fuck's wrong in your
Head to send me away, never to come back?
Exotic places and people don't take the
Place of being your child
I give myself two seconds to cry
Let it crash over me
Like the waves in the sea
Call me Aphrodite, as they bow down to me
Sunbather, moon chaser, queen of empathy
I give myself two seconds to breathe
And go back to being a serene queen
I just needed two seconds to be me