She lost much of her weight
When she was gone on cocaine
Sleeping with men with bunch of cash
Properly curling each night her lash
This cute little girl went very down low
With the pounds
Thought this is the place
Where self-regard she founds
Looking in the mirror
And not wanting to die
If you would let me
I would kiss your cry
I would kiss your cry
I would kiss your cry
Each tear would drown
To my throat
Fancy life on airport
Strong coffee and fags
Is it this fancy
Lana talks about?
Throughout her lyrics
Small girls fall apart
Barcelona, London
And nobly hat
Going around
With nothing that she had
I would kiss your cry
I would kiss your cry
Each tear would drown
To my throat
Fast money coming
Hard soul burning
Fast money coming
Hard soul burning
Starbucks latte makes you want to sleep
Almost forever
Absence of Existence - Vous Petite Fille Triste Lyrics
Absence of Existence - Vous Petite Fille Triste Lyrics
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She lost much of her weight
When she was gone on cocaine
Sleeping with men with bunch of cash
Properly curling each night her lash
This cute little girl went very down low
With the pounds
Thought this is the place
Where self-regard she founds
Looking in the mirror
And not wanting to die
If you would let me
I would kiss your cry
I would kiss your cry
I would kiss your cry
Each tear would drown
To my throat
Fancy life on airport
Strong coffee and fags
Is it this fancy
Lana talks about?
Throughout her lyrics
Small girls fall apart
Barcelona, London
And nobly hat
Going around
With nothing that she had
I would kiss your cry
I would kiss your cry
Each tear would drown
To my throat
Fast money coming
Hard soul burning
Fast money coming
Hard soul burning
Starbucks latte makes you want to sleep
Almost forever
When she was gone on cocaine
Sleeping with men with bunch of cash
Properly curling each night her lash
This cute little girl went very down low
With the pounds
Thought this is the place
Where self-regard she founds
Looking in the mirror
And not wanting to die
If you would let me
I would kiss your cry
I would kiss your cry
I would kiss your cry
Each tear would drown
To my throat
Fancy life on airport
Strong coffee and fags
Is it this fancy
Lana talks about?
Throughout her lyrics
Small girls fall apart
Barcelona, London
And nobly hat
Going around
With nothing that she had
I would kiss your cry
I would kiss your cry
Each tear would drown
To my throat
Fast money coming
Hard soul burning
Fast money coming
Hard soul burning
Starbucks latte makes you want to sleep
Almost forever
Writer: Vanda Hašková
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid