My Years of Summertime Sadness
She’s loved and lost and lost and lost and yet still loves, and I root for this assertion to take root. Every sweetheart deserves their summers.
Hey, let’s have fun. Hey, let’s get drunk. Hey, we’re just trying to have a good time, can you watch the way he’s treating that girl, is she okay, where are they going, where am I going?
any Born to DieHouse of Balloons
Saturday Night LiveOh my God, I feel it in the air / Telephone wires above / Are sizzling like a snare / Honey, I’m on fire, I feel it everywhere / Nothing scares me anymore
Kiss me hard before you go / Summertime sadness / I just wanted you to know / That baby, you’re the best
thereBorn to Die
The Great Gatsby
Lust For Life
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