(From The Audiobook: Violet Bent Backwards Over The Grass)
I left my city for San Francisco
Took a free ride off a billionaire's jet
L.A., I'm from nowhere, who am I to love you?
(From The Audiobook: Violet Bent Backwards Over The Grass)
I left my city for San Francisco
Took a free ride off a billionaire's jet
L.A., I'm from nowhere, who am I to love you?
L.A., I've got nothing, who am I to love you when I'm feeling this way and I've got nothing to offer?
L.A., not quite the city that never sleeps
Not quite the city that wakes, but the city that dreams, for sure
If by dreams you mean in nightmares
L.A., I'm a dreamer, but I'm from nowhere, who am I to dream?
L.A., I'm upset, I have complaints, listen to me
They say I came from money and I didn't, and I didn't even have love, and it's unfair
L.A, I sold my life rights for a big check and I'm upset
And now I can't sleep at night and I don't know why
Plus, I love Zac, so why did I do that when I know it won't last?
L.A., I picked San Francisco because the man who doesn't love me lives there
L.A., I'm pathetic, but so are you, can I come home now?
Daughter to no one, table for one
Party of thousands of people I don't know at Delilah where my ex-husband works
I'm sick of this, but can I come home now?
Mother to no one, private jet for one
Back home to the Tudor house that borned a thousand murder plots
Hancock Park, it's treated me very badly and resentful
The witch on the corner, the neighbor nobody wanted
The reason for Garcetti's extra security
L.A., I know I'm bad, but I have nowhere else to go, can I come home now?
I never had a mother, will you let me make the sun my own for now, and the ocean my son?
I'm quite good at tending to things despite my upbringing, can I raise your mountains?
I promise to keep them greener, make them my daughters, teach them about fire, warn them about water
I'm lonely, L.A., can I come home now?
I left my city for San Francisco
And I'm writing from the Golden Gate Bridge
But it's not going as I planned
I took a free ride off a billionaire and brought my typewriter and promised myself that I would stay but
It's just not going the way that I thought
It's not that I feel different, and I don't mind that it's not hot
It's just that I belong to no one, which means there's only one place for me
The city not quite awake, the city not quite asleep
The city that's still deciding how good it can be
And also
I can't sleep without you
No one's ever really held me like you
Not quite tightly, but certainly I feel your body next to me
Smoking next to me
Vaping lightly next to me
And I love that you love the neon lights like me
Orange in the distance
We both love that
And I love that we have that in common
Also, neither one of us can go back to New York
For you, are unmoving
As for me, it won't be my city again until I'm dead
Fuck the New York Post
L.A., who am I to need you when I've needed so much, asked for so much?
But what I've been given, I'm not sure yet
I may never know that either until I'm dead
For now, though, what I do know
Is, although, I don't deserve you
Not you at your best and your splendor
With towering eucalyptus trees that sway in my dominion
Not you at your worst
Totally on fire, unlivable, unbreathable, I need you
You see, I have no mother
And you do
A continental shelf
A larger piece of land from where you came
And I?
I'm an orphan
A little seashell that rests upon your native shores
One of many, for sure
But because of that, I surely must love you closely to the most of anyone
For that reason, let me love you
Don't mind my desperation
Let me hold you, not just for vacation
But for real and for forever
Make it real life
Let me be a real wife to you
Girlfriend, lover, mother, friend
I adore you
Don't be put off by my quick-wordedness
I'm generally quite quiet
Quite a meditator, actually
I'll do very well down by Paramhansa Yogananda's realization center, I'm sure
I promise you'll barely even notice me
Unless you want to notice me
Unless you prefer a rambunctious child
In which case, I can turn it on, too
I'm quite good on the stage as you may know
You might have heard of me
So either way, I'll fit in just fine
So just love me by doing nothing
And perhaps, by not shaking the county line
I'm yours if you'll have me
But regardless, you're mine
(From The Audiobook: Violet Bent Unazad Over The Grass)
Ostavila sam grad za San Francisco
Uzeo besplatnu vožnju off milijarder jet
L.A., ja sam iz niotkuda, ko sam ja da te volim?
L.A., ja nemam ništa, ko sam ja da te volim kada se osecam ovako i ja nemam ništa za ponuditi?
L.A., nije baš grad koji nikad ne spava
Nije baš grad koji bdenja, ali grad koji snove, sigurno
Ako snovima mislite u noćnim morama
L.A., ja sam sanjar, ali ja sam iz niotkuda, ko sam ja da sanjam?
L.A., uznemiren sam, imam pritužbe, slušaj me
Kažu da sam došao iz novca, a ja nisam, a nisam ni ljubavi, a to je nefer
L.A, prodao sam svoj život prava za veliki ček a ja sam uznemirena
A sada ne mogu da spavam noću, a ja ne znam zašto
Osim toga, volim Zac, pa zašto sam to uradio, kada znam da ne će trajati?
L.A., izabrali u San Franciscu, jer je čovjek koji me ne voli tamo živi
L.A., ja sam patetičan, ali ti si, mogu li doći kući?
Kćerka niko, sto za jednu osobu
Stranka hiljada ljudi, ne znam na Delilah gdje je moj bivši muž radi
Muka mi je od toga, ali mogu li doći kući?
Majka nikome, privatni avion za jedan
Nazad kući u Tudor kuće koja rođeni hiljadu ubistvo parcelama
Hancock Park, to me tretira vrlo loše i ozlojeđen
Vještica na uglu, komšija niko ne želi
Razlog za dodatnu sigurnost Garcetti a
L.A., ja znam da sam loš, ali ja imam kud, mogu li doći kući?
Nikad nisam imao majku, hoćeš li dozvolite mi da sunce svoj za sada, i okean moj sin?
Ja sam prilično dobar u tendenciju da stvari uprkos mom odgoju, mogu li podići svoj planine?
Obećavam da ću ih zadržati zeleniji, da ih moje kćeri, da ih nauči o zaštiti od požara, upozoravaju ih o vodi
Ja sam usamljen, L.A., mogu li doći kući?
Ostavila sam grad za San Francisco
I ja pišem iz Golden Gate Bridge
Ali to ne ide kao što sam planirao
Uzeo sam besplatnu vožnju off milijarder i doneo pisaću mašinu i obećao sam sebi da ću ostati, ali
To jednostavno ne ide onako kako sam mislio
Nije to osećam drugačije, i ne smeta mi da nije vruće
To je samo da ja ne pripadam nikome, što znači da je samo jedno mjesto za mene
Grad nije baš budan, grad nije baš spava
Gradu koji je još uvijek odlučuje koliko dobro može biti
i
Ne mogu da spavam bez tebe
Niko nije stvarno me je držao kao ti
Ne baš dobro, ali sigurno osećam tvoje telo pored mene
Pušenje pored mene
Vaping lagano pored mene
I volim da te volim neonskih svjetla poput mene
Orange u daljini
Oboje volimo da
I ja volim da mi je to zajedničko
Isto tako, niti jedan od nas može da se vrati u New York
Za tebe su nepokretan
Što se mene tiče, to neće biti moj grad ponovo dok sam mrtav
Jebeš New York Post
L.A., ko sam ja da ti treba kad sam toliko potrebno, tražio toliko?
Ali ono što sam dobio, ja još sigurno nisam
Možda nikad se ne zna ni to dok sam mrtav
Za sada, međutim, ono što ja znam
Je, iako, ja ne zaslužujem
Nisi na svom najbolje i svoj sjaj
Sa visokim eukaliptusa stabla koja se njišu u mom vlast
Nisi na svom najgorem
Potpuno u plamenu, nemogućim za život, nepodnošljivi, trebam te
Vidiš, nemam majku
A ti
A epikontinentalni pojas
Veći komad zemlje odakle ste došli
I ja?
Ja sam siroče
Malo Seashell koji počiva na Vašem materinjem obale
Jedan od mnogih, to je sigurno
Ali zbog toga, sigurno da vas voli blisko najviše bilo koga
Iz tog razloga, dozvolite mi da te volim
Ne smeta očaju
Pusti me da te držim, ne samo za odmor
Ali za pravi i za zauvijek
Neka bude stvarnom životu
Dozvolite mi da budem prava žena za vas
Djevojka, ljubavnica, majka, prijatelj
obožavam te
Nemojte biti odložen moj brzo wordedness
Ja sam obično prilično miran
Prilično meditant, zapravo
Ja ću vrlo dobro dole Paramhansa Yogananda je realizacija centar, siguran sam
Obećavam ti jedva ćeš me čak primijetiti
Osim ako ne želiš da me primeti
Osim ako volite bučan dijete
U tom slučaju, ne mogu ga uključite, previše
Dobar sam na sceni, kao što znate
Možda ste čuli za mene
Dakle, ili način, ja ću stati u redu
Samo mi volimo radeći ništa
A možda, što ne trese županije linije
Ja sam tvoj ako mi imati
Ali bez obzira, ti si moj