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80s Baby is an unreleased song by Lana Del Rey. The song is a “Laptop Demo” and it was meant for her album “Tropico” but lately the whole album got scrapped.The song was recorded on November 15, 2012!
California is an unreleased song by Lana Del Rey. (Not to be confused with “California” from the album “NFR!”). The song was recorded in 2015 and the producer(s) is/are still unknown. It is said to be an “Honeymoon Outtake”. The track leaked on December 25th, 2022
Damn You (also known as “American Dream) is an unreleased song by Lana Del Rey, it was recorded in 2011 alongside another “Demo” track called “Hollywood's Dead” with Chris Braide. A “Demo” leaked on September 11, 2012 and an “Alternate Final Version” of the song leaked on February 17, 2021. During March 2012 a snippet of the “Final Version” was briefly available on the Sony/ATV's website alongside the “Final Version” of “Hollywood's Dead”. Unfortunately these remains currently unleaked. Damn You is speculated to be an outtake from the “Born To Die Recording Sessions”
I Talk To Jesus it's an unreleased song by Lana Del Rey. There are 2 versions of this song, this version also known as the ''Alternate Final Version'' was meant to be an outtake from her third-major label ''Ultraviolence''
Don't Stop it's an unfinished demo by Lana Del Rey. The track was supposed to be an “Ultraviolence Outtake”. It was recorded in early 2013 and produced by Mike WiLL Made It. A 2nd snippet of the song was surfaced via Discord on May 19, 2022. Unfortunately the full audio track is not yet available! :(Lyrics: Don't stop, since you're gonna make me lay naked…
I Talk To Jesus (Alternate Final Version) is the 2nd version of “I Talk To Jesus”, an unreleased song by Lana Del Rey. On August 1, 2020 an “Alternate Final” version of the song was fully leaked. On August 9, 2020 the final version of the song leaked.
Driving In Cars With Boys is an unreleased song by Lana Del Rey. The song was leaked in September 27 2011 Lyrics:They say I'm wasting time, they say that I'm no goodSummer of my life, not doing what I shouldCall me poison ivy 'cause I'm far from goodBut pretty from afar, like a dark starThey think I'm dangerous, they think I'm really badI'm just making up for what I never hadGo out every night whenever I feel sadAll this drive-by love got me crazy like a drugI wear my red lipstick, got my make-up onI'm Miss America, now I'm gone, baby, goneI spent my whole life driving in cars with boysRiding around town, drinking in the white noiseUsed to talk about where we'd be and where we'd goNow we know, baby, now we knowI spent my whole life wasted in bars with boysPlaying rock 'n' roll, dancing in the loud noiseUsed to talk about where we'd be and where we'd goNow we know, baby, now we knowMommy's Mercedes or Billy's pickup truckCome home late at night and baby picks me upTell him just drive on and d-don't ever stopDon't take me home again, take me to a new landI wear my red lipstick, got my coat and gunI'm Miss America, now I'm gone, baby, goneI spent my whole life driving in cars with boysRiding around town, drinking in the white noiseUsed to talk about where we'd be and where we'd goNow we know, baby, now we knowI spent my whole life wasted in bars with boysPlaying rock 'n' roll, dancing in the loud noiseUsed to talk about where we'd be and where we'd goNow we know, baby, now we knowI was born to live fast, die youngLeave a beautiful corpse, live my life on the runI got my cash and my Louis Vuitton, diamonds and gunsGirls just wanna, just wanna have funI spent my whole life driving in cars with boysRiding 'round town drinking in the white noiseUsed to talk about where we'd be and where we'd goI spent my whole life driving in cars with boysRiding around town, drinking in the white noiseUsed to talk about where we'd be and where we'd goNow we know, baby, now we knowI spent my whole life wasted in bars with boysPlaying rock 'n' roll, dancing in the loud noiseUsed to talk about where we'd be and where we'd goNow we know, baby, now we know
Damn You (also known as “American Dream”) by Lana Del Rey. This song was leaked 11 September 2012 alongside “Hollywood's Dead”, it's speculated that is an outtake from Born To Die Lyrics:I won't cry myself to sleep like a suckerI won't cry myself to sleepIf I do, I'll dieNow, you fall asleep with anotherDamn you'Member how we used to escape for the summer?Fireworks and sparklers would light up the black skiesWe'd hold on tight for our lives to each otherHello, hello, where did you go?We were two kids livin' life on the runLike the American dream, babyNothing to lose and we'd get messed up for funWe went too fast, too youngBut I won't cry myself to sleep like a suckerI won't cry myself to sleepIf I do, I'll dieNow, you fall asleep with anotherDamn youDamn youFlowers in my hair, and your breath smelled like whiskeyPromise anywhere that I go, take you with meDancing on your feet, like a child, to the radioHello, hello, where did you go?We were two kids living life on the runOf the American dream, babyNothing to lose and we'd get messed up for funWe went too fast, too youngBut I won't cry my self to sleep like a suckerI won't cry myself to sleepIf I do, I'll dieNow, you fall asleep with anotherDamn youDamn youDamn youDamn youEvery once in a lifetimeDreams can come trueNow and then, when the stars shineYou meet somebody like youAnd I won't cry myself to sleep like a suckerI won't cry myself to sleepIf I do, I'll dieI pray your life is sweet, you fuckerDamn youOh, oh, damn youDamn you
Is This Happiness is a bonus track available only on Apple Musiclyrics:High up in the Hollywood hills, takin' violet pillsWritin' all of my songs about my cheap thrillsYou're a hard man to loveAnd i'm a hard woman to keep track ofYou like to rage, don't do thatYou want your way, you make me so madGot your gun, i've got my dad Is this happiness?Is this happiness?Is this happiness? Is this happiness? High up in the Hollywood hills, crushin' violet pills You've been tryin' to write a novel about your cheap thrillsYou think you're Hunter S. ThompsonI think you're fucking crazy as the day's longMan to man, heart to heartI love you, but you drive me so farWish you well on that starIs this happiness?Is this happiness?Is this happiness?Is this happiness?Witch Hazel, Witch HazelBetrayal, betrayalOne gun on the tableHeadshot if you're ableIs this happiness?Is this happiness?Is this happiness?Is this happiness?