"In the land of Gods and Monsters I was an angel living in the garden of evil. Screwed up, scared, doing anything that I needed, shining like a fiery beacon. You got that medicine I need: fame, liquor, love. Give it to me slowly, put your hands on my waist, do it softly... Me and God, we don't get along, so now I sing:
No one's gonna take my soul away. Living like Jim Morrison. Headed towards a fucked up holiday. Motel, sprees sprees and I'm singing: ´Fuck yeah, give it to me, this is heaven, what I truly want is innocence lost´.
In the land of Gods and Monsters I was an angel looking to get fucked hard. Like a groupie incognito posing as a real singer. Life imitates art. You got that medicine I need: Dope, shoot it up, straight to the heart please. I don't really wanna know what's good for me. God's dead, I said 'baby that's alright with me'.
When you talk, it's like a movie and you're making me crazy ´cause life imitates art. If I get a little prettier, can I be your baby? You tell me life isn't that hard."
(DEL REY Lana, LARCOMBE, Tim. Born to Die: The Paradise Edition. CD 2. Track 6)