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"Velvet Crowbar" is an unreleased song by Lana Del Rey. It was recorded in 2010 and leaked on September 23, 2012. The track was produced by Justin Parker and is considered to be an outtake from the Born to Die sessions.

Background[]

Del Rey labeled the song as a demo and uploaded it to her now-defunct SoundCloud profile on March 22, 2010, alongside "On Our Way", "Hundred Dollar Bill", "Us Against the World", "Kinda Outta Luck", and "You Can Be the Boss".[1]

The song was reportedly part of a list of songs labeled as "b-sides" to Born to Die, which were heavily considered for release. Other songs include "TV in Black & White", "Marilyn Monroe", and "On Our Way".[S 1]

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Lyrics[]

I was addicted to you, but I didn't know it
You were afflicted by booze, you didn't show it, oh
Life is a velvet crowbar hittin' you over the head
You're bleedin,' but you want more
"This is so like you," I said, "put yourself on back to bed"

You're like crack to me, I don't wanna leave
I'm watchin' you sleep, afraid you'll stop breathin'
My baby's on his eighth life, darlin'
Stayin' with him 'til the mornin'
You're like crack to me, so fun I can't see
With your golden grill, your purple dream
My baby's on his eighth life, darlin'
Gonna watch him 'til the mornin'

I was addicted to you, didn't wanna blow it
You were a dick with your crew, always on the road
You wanna touch life so hard, why can't you give it a rest?
You're not that bright for a star
Burned yourself out, nothin' left, burned yourself out, nothin' left

You're like crack to me, I don't wanna leave
I'm watchin' you sleep, afraid you'll stop breathin'
My baby's on his eighth life, darlin'
Stayin' with him 'til the mornin'
You're like crack to me, so fun I can't see
With your golden grill, your purple dream
My baby's on his eighth life, darlin'
Gonna watch him 'til the mornin'

Styrofoam on the microphone
I can't give it up, can't go it alone
Flame-colored paradise for you, darlin'
But death doesn't come with a warnin'

Life is a velvet crowbar, hittin' you over the head
You're bleedin' syrup, amour, bleedin' to death

You're like crack to me, I don't wanna leave
I'm watchin' you sleep, afraid you'll stop breathin'
My baby's on his last life, darlin'
I'm stayin' with him 'til the mornin'
You're like crack to me, so fun I can't see
With your golden grill, your purple dream
My baby's on his eighth life, darlin'
Gonna watch him 'til the mornin'

(My baby's on his last life, darlin'
Gonna stay with him 'til mornin'
My baby's on his eighth life, darlin'
But death doesn't come with a warnin')

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Notes[]

  1. This is speculation and should not be relied upon. It has not been confirmed by any official sources, but has been reported by Eclipse, who is considered a reliable insider by the community.
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