Just look at her perfectly coiffed hair peeking through the magenta flowers
Showing American pride by wrapping the flag around her shoulders gracefully
Lana screaming in rage, flawlessly
That smile, that hair, how does she do it?
It isn't possible for Lana to get lung cancer
Sporting a gorgeous look of longing
Just watch those nails brush down her dewy skin
A bee mistaking Lana for it's queen
The water so graciously parts for her
I can't even tell what Lana's doing here but she still does it better than all of us
A poem: Please go away, i'm Lana del Rey
Lana can't even handle her own beauty
Lana materializing through the smoke
Lana strutting with that same flag
Don't you wish you could effortlessly tousle your flawless hair?
Yes, she can pull off that hat
Catch you later Lana; oh good and holy goddess