| Song | Gods & Monsters |
| Artist | Lana Del Rey |
| Album | Tropico |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| [00:09.73] | In the land of Gods and Monsters, I was an angel, |
| [00:17.46] | Living in the garden of evil. |
| [00:20.51] | Screwed up, scared, doing anything that I needed, |
| [00:27.50] | Shining like a fiery beacon. |
| [00:30.74] | You got that medicine I need; |
| [00:35.62] | Fame, liquor, love, give it to me slowly. |
| [00:40.61] | Put your hands on my waist, do it softly. |
| [00:45.04] | Me and God we don’t get along, so now I sing. |
| [00:50.53] | . |
| [00:50.90] | |
| [00:51.65] | No one’s gonna take my soul away, |
| [00:55.79] | I'm Living like Jim Morrison. |
| [01:01.40] | Headed towards a fucked up holiday. |
| [01:05.90] | Motel, squeeze, squeeze, and I’m singing; |
| [01:10.39] | Fuck yeah, give it to me, this is heaven, what I truely want. |
| [01:15.88] | |
| [01:18.58] | It's innocence lost. |
| [01:22.77] | Innocence lost. |
| [01:26.58] | . |
| [01:30.33] | In the land of gods and monsters, I was an angel, |
| [01:38.06] | Lookin' to get fucked hard. |
| [01:41.19] | Like a groupie incognito posing as a real singer, |
| [01:48.43] | Life imitates art |
| [01:50.93] | You got that medicine I need, |
| [01:56.47] | Dope, shoot it up, straight to the heart please. |
| [02:01.40] | I don't really wanna know what's good for me. |
| [02:06.40] | God's dead, I said 'baby that's alright with me'. |
| [02:11.58] | . |
| [02:12.52] | No one’s gonna take my soul away, |
| [02:17.07] | I'm living like Jim Morrison. |
| [02:22.50] | Headed towards a fucked up holiday. |
| [02:26.68] | Motel, squeeze, squeeze, and I’m singing; |
| [02:31.24] | Fuck yeah, give it to me, this is heaven, what I truely want. |
| [02:38.29] | It's innocence lost. |
| [02:43.59] | Innocence lost. |
| [02:47.52] | . |
| [02:47.90] | |
| [02:52.39] | When you talk it's like a movie and you're making me crazy, |
| [02:58.82] | Cause life imitates art. |
| [03:02.31] | If I get a little prettier, can I be your baby? |
| [03:07.68] | You tell me life isn't that hard. |
| [03:12.86] | . |
| [03:13.36] | No one’s gonna take my soul away, |
| [03:17.66] | I'm living like Jim Morrison. |
| [03:22.84] | Headed towards a fucked up holiday. |
| [03:27.52] | Motel, squeeze, squeeze, and I’m singing; |
| [03:31.70] | Fuck yeah, give it to me, this is heaven, what I truely want. |
| [03:39.94] | It's innocence lost. |
| [03:44.25] | Innocence lost. |
| [03:47.80] |
| [00:09.73] | In the land of Gods and Monsters, I was an angel, |
| [00:17.46] | Living in the garden of evil. |
| [00:20.51] | Screwed up, scared, doing anything that I needed, |
| [00:27.50] | Shining like a fiery beacon. |
| [00:30.74] | You got that medicine I need |
| [00:35.62] | Fame, liquor, love, give it to me slowly. |
| [00:40.61] | Put your hands on my waist, do it softly. |
| [00:45.04] | Me and God we don' t get along, so now I sing. |
| [00:50.53] | . |
| [00:50.90] | |
| [00:51.65] | No one' s gonna take my soul away, |
| [00:55.79] | I' m Living like Jim Morrison. |
| [01:01.40] | Headed towards a fucked up holiday. |
| [01:05.90] | Motel, squeeze, squeeze, and I' m singing |
| [01:10.39] | Fuck yeah, give it to me, this is heaven, what I truely want. |
| [01:15.88] | |
| [01:18.58] | It' s innocence lost. |
| [01:22.77] | Innocence lost. |
| [01:26.58] | . |
| [01:30.33] | In the land of gods and monsters, I was an angel, |
| [01:38.06] | Lookin' to get fucked hard. |
| [01:41.19] | Like a groupie incognito posing as a real singer, |
| [01:48.43] | Life imitates art |
| [01:50.93] | You got that medicine I need, |
| [01:56.47] | Dope, shoot it up, straight to the heart please. |
| [02:01.40] | I don' t really wanna know what' s good for me. |
| [02:06.40] | God' s dead, I said ' baby that' s alright with me'. |
| [02:11.58] | . |
| [02:12.52] | No one' s gonna take my soul away, |
| [02:17.07] | I' m living like Jim Morrison. |
| [02:22.50] | Headed towards a fucked up holiday. |
| [02:26.68] | Motel, squeeze, squeeze, and I' m singing |
| [02:31.24] | Fuck yeah, give it to me, this is heaven, what I truely want. |
| [02:38.29] | It' s innocence lost. |
| [02:43.59] | Innocence lost. |
| [02:47.52] | . |
| [02:47.90] | |
| [02:52.39] | When you talk it' s like a movie and you' re making me crazy, |
| [02:58.82] | Cause life imitates art. |
| [03:02.31] | If I get a little prettier, can I be your baby? |
| [03:07.68] | You tell me life isn' t that hard. |
| [03:12.86] | . |
| [03:13.36] | No one' s gonna take my soul away, |
| [03:17.66] | I' m living like Jim Morrison. |
| [03:22.84] | Headed towards a fucked up holiday. |
| [03:27.52] | Motel, squeeze, squeeze, and I' m singing |
| [03:31.70] | Fuck yeah, give it to me, this is heaven, what I truely want. |
| [03:39.94] | It' s innocence lost. |
| [03:44.25] | Innocence lost. |
| [03:47.80] |
| [00:09.73] | In the land of Gods and Monsters, I was an angel, |
| [00:17.46] | Living in the garden of evil. |
| [00:20.51] | Screwed up, scared, doing anything that I needed, |
| [00:27.50] | Shining like a fiery beacon. |
| [00:30.74] | You got that medicine I need |
| [00:35.62] | Fame, liquor, love, give it to me slowly. |
| [00:40.61] | Put your hands on my waist, do it softly. |
| [00:45.04] | Me and God we don' t get along, so now I sing. |
| [00:50.53] | . |
| [00:50.90] | |
| [00:51.65] | No one' s gonna take my soul away, |
| [00:55.79] | I' m Living like Jim Morrison. |
| [01:01.40] | Headed towards a fucked up holiday. |
| [01:05.90] | Motel, squeeze, squeeze, and I' m singing |
| [01:10.39] | Fuck yeah, give it to me, this is heaven, what I truely want. |
| [01:15.88] | |
| [01:18.58] | It' s innocence lost. |
| [01:22.77] | Innocence lost. |
| [01:26.58] | . |
| [01:30.33] | In the land of gods and monsters, I was an angel, |
| [01:38.06] | Lookin' to get fucked hard. |
| [01:41.19] | Like a groupie incognito posing as a real singer, |
| [01:48.43] | Life imitates art |
| [01:50.93] | You got that medicine I need, |
| [01:56.47] | Dope, shoot it up, straight to the heart please. |
| [02:01.40] | I don' t really wanna know what' s good for me. |
| [02:06.40] | God' s dead, I said ' baby that' s alright with me'. |
| [02:11.58] | . |
| [02:12.52] | No one' s gonna take my soul away, |
| [02:17.07] | I' m living like Jim Morrison. |
| [02:22.50] | Headed towards a fucked up holiday. |
| [02:26.68] | Motel, squeeze, squeeze, and I' m singing |
| [02:31.24] | Fuck yeah, give it to me, this is heaven, what I truely want. |
| [02:38.29] | It' s innocence lost. |
| [02:43.59] | Innocence lost. |
| [02:47.52] | . |
| [02:47.90] | |
| [02:52.39] | When you talk it' s like a movie and you' re making me crazy, |
| [02:58.82] | Cause life imitates art. |
| [03:02.31] | If I get a little prettier, can I be your baby? |
| [03:07.68] | You tell me life isn' t that hard. |
| [03:12.86] | . |
| [03:13.36] | No one' s gonna take my soul away, |
| [03:17.66] | I' m living like Jim Morrison. |
| [03:22.84] | Headed towards a fucked up holiday. |
| [03:27.52] | Motel, squeeze, squeeze, and I' m singing |
| [03:31.70] | Fuck yeah, give it to me, this is heaven, what I truely want. |
| [03:39.94] | It' s innocence lost. |
| [03:44.25] | Innocence lost. |
| [03:47.80] |