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this is such a perfect song i really do hope it's her

She always makes an effort to expertly style her outfits, even when it comes to her day wear.

But the same couldn't be said for Lana Del Rey's rumoured fiance Barrie-James O'Neil on Tuesday.

The Glaswegian rocker looked rather scruffy as the pair went for a romantic lunch date at famed  Nate 'n Al's deli in upscale Beverly Hills. 

 



You could have made more of an effort! Lana Del Rey was polished in a chic little black dress while her boyfriend Barrie-James O'Neil was scruffy in ripped jeans during a lunch date in Beverly Hills on Tuesday 


 

Why Lana was super stylish in a little black knitted dress and a pair of navy blue lace-up sneakers, the Kassidy star donned a pair of ripped jeans and a flannel shirt which was unbuttoned to show off a considerable amount of his chest.

His look was completed by scuffed Converse trainers and the long haired singer sported an unruly beard. 

Lana, however, could not have cared less about her beau's appearance and held his hand tight as the pair padded around the streets of the famous Los Angeles zip code.

 



So happy: Lana could not have cared less about her beau's appearance and held his hand tight as the pair padded around the streets of the famous Los Angeles zip code


 

 



Blinding bling: Lana continued to wear a large diamond ring on her engagement finger, which has lead to rumours that she and Barrie are set to tie the knot


 

The Born To Die star accessorised her casual chic ensemble with round-rimmed sunglasses and a colourful handbag. 

But her most standout accessory was the large diamond ring she continues to wear on her engagement finger, which has lead to rumours that she and Barrie are set to tie the knot.

Lana wore her long brunette locks out and flowing around her shoulders and applied some scarlet lipstick to her pout to complete her polished look. 

The couple have been in Los Angeles for several weeks now.

 



Settling down? The couple have been in Los Angeles for several weeks now and were recently looking at homes for sale 


  

 


 

At the end of last month they were spotted looking at homes for sale together with a real estate agent.

In February last year it was reported that the American beauty had been dating the Kassidy singer for around six months.

'They make a very unlikely couple but they seem to work, and bounce really well off one another,’ a source told the Daily Mirror at the time.

 

http://www.dailymail.co.uk/tvshowbiz/article-2398922/You-effort-Lana-Del-Rey-stylish-LBD-scruffy-boyfriend-Barrie-James-ONeil-wears-ripped-jeans-romantic-lunch-date.html

really nice work, love it!

http://instagram.com/p/cQCJhykVAT/ = FAVE

only commenting to say how much i love your signature Phadad
also cigarette duet wasn't half bad, weird a/f

Ruby Tuesday, Roses, In the Sun

Party Girl
Greenwich
Bentley
Kindness of Strangers
 
and i know we'll probably never get it .. but
 
Roses
 
 
--
 
3/5 Thank you!!!

Always wanted to make this thread but didn't want to be the one who was called greedy
 
However, I think about this a lot. If I had a Lana genie who would grant me anything, obviously I'd choose "Rock Me Stable" and its various counterparts on the US copyright office. However, if we're being realistic (which requires eliminating that, "Roses", and god knows what else--final HD and DY?), I've already gotten so many great titles that I'm still reeling from this year--Daytona Meth, Your Band is All the Rage, Maha Maha. To narrow it down to five that actually could happen and won't leave me thirsting for eternity:
 
- C U L8r Alligator
- Big Bad Wolf (Demo)
- All Smiles
- Dance Money
- W

If Lana did d drugs as speculated (meth and yayo) the timeline would put her drug days in her trailer park/ Lizzy g era, I think it's a no brainer she did some hard meth and yayo, she makes it blatantly obvious in her songs, and hints are dropped in numerous videos >.< plus I reckon she got her nose job because of the drug abuse... It all adds up

this is sad, but yeah whoever leaked black beauty is an ass, im all for old leakes, (stuff she never planned on releasing or intending to make money off) but leaking stuff like black beauty is just an asshole thing to do

this is sad, but yeah whoever leaked black beauty is an ass, im all for old leakes, (stuff she never planned on releasing or intending to make money off) but leaking stuff like black beauty is just an asshole thing to do

this is sad, but yeah whoever leaked black beauty is an ass, im all for old leakes, (stuff she never planned on releasing or intending to make money off) but leaking stuff like black beauty is just an asshole thing to do

this is sad, but yeah whoever leaked black beauty is an ass, im all for old leakes, (stuff she never planned on releasing or intending to make money off) but leaking stuff like black beauty is just an asshole thing to do

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=R0Pku8rVY04
 
does this mean that he took a bullet for lana? did ben shoot him? barrie? were they having a sordid, clandestine affair? or did lana shoot him herself? are the lyrics and inspiration behind scarface in reference to L^4? did he shoot someone for lana? did he murder someone? is he K? 
 
the lyrics are so wonderfully vague. notice how he doesn't say i "took" a bullet or i "shot" a bullet. he just says i "have" a bullet. what is this bullet he speaks of? is it metaphorical? literal? 
 
SO MANY QUESTIONS 

quality analysis tbh  
seeking 4L discog. will send nudes.

I know Lanalysis is for analyzing Lana songs, but what about analyzing songs that others have written about Lana? Remember this gem by our very own @♥Love♥Lana♥Like♥Life?
 

HELLO MY ANGEL - LYRICS
Boom Boom Lana, Boom Boom
Boom Boom Lana, Boom Boom
Boom Boom Lana, Boom Boom
Boom Boom Lana, Boom Boom

Boom Boom Lana, Boom Boom
Boom Boom Lana, Boom Boom
Boom Boom Lana, Boom Boom
Boom Boom Lana, Boom Boom

Hello, My Angel, take me to Wonderland
Hello, my angel's name: Lizzy Grant
Lana, please let me, be your friend
Lana trust no one but I buck the trend

Hello, My Angel, take me to Wonderland
Hello, my angel's name: Lizzy Grant
Lana, please let me, be your friend
Lana trust no one but I buck the trend

...and what's this? Lana referring to herself as an Angel Headed Hipster??
 

A coincidence? I think not.
 
Most eerily prophetic: the new Angels Forever, Forever Angels , a song we had no prior knowledge of before the leak. Think about it. The leak came last month, this song was written in November. Think about that.
 
Oh, but you say, that's just a coincidence. Is it? Is it really?   

The very lyrics state: LANA TRUST NO ONE, BUT I BUCK THE TREND. Is it really crazy to think that despite Lana's untrusting and guarded nature, 4L bucked the trend and saw past all that? That Lana and 4L were in fact, the best of friends and Lana felt as though she could confide in him with anything... even intense feelings of hatred towards arguably the world's most successful and popular popstar in recent times?
 

Here we are witness to an intimate moment between two great friends. 4L is currently in the midst of "bucking the trend".
 
Let us examine another one of LoveLanaLikeLife's songs: Lady Gaga Ain't No Hoe
 
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rxJFXiovWeE
SELECT LYRICS:
Keep reaching... for that rainbow   
Lady Gaga, you ain't no hoe
Called you a bitch, would be a no-go

I interpret this song as 4L's tongue-in-cheek lyrics about Lana's true feelings about Lady Gaga. The first line is clearly a "subtle jab", telling her to "keep reaching", but then quickly covers it's tracks -- "for that rainbow" -- to make the line inspirational and a reference to her work with the LGBT community. 

"Lady Gaga, you ain't no hoe"

This could be interpreted as "Lady Gaga, you ain't hot shit", a la "So Legit".

"Called you a bitch, would be a no-go" 

Lana called Gaga all sorts of rude things, but knows that currently, these sorts of insulting comments would not fly with Gaga's popularity. 

I believe 4L penned this song knowing that Lana was no longer in a position to write songs about the popstar she despised oh-so-much. In a sense, he is throwing himself onto the flames for his friend and is yet again proving himself worthy of bucking the trend. 

So Legit leaked last month, a couple weeks after we learned of the content of the song. 4L wrote this song in January, 7 months prior. It's becoming more and more apparent that he's obviously a member of Lana's small circle.   

This too would explain his sudden absence from the forum. I would imagine that Ben forced 4L to leave the forum, believing he would share private information with us forum members -- and so he did, in a cryptic sort of way. I also have reason to believe that Ben is behind the disappearance of 7 or so exclusive 4L videos, as he didn't want any more information to leak about the upcoming album era and Lana's personal life. I just hope Ben was wasn't too harsh on 4L

Let's all take a moment to say a prayer for 4L, hope is doing well and is blessed in life, and thank him for the gifts he unknowingly bestowed upon us. We owe him that, at the very least. What an iconic legend.   
 
:legend: :legend:
 
 

i think we all know that her and god dont get along

i think we all know that her and god dont get along

i think we all know that her and god dont get along

i think we all know that her and god dont get along

i think we all know that her and god dont get along

TIME TO ANALYZE SOME LYRICS. [And I am awfully sorry for post-spamming BUT GODDAMN I LOVE THIS SONG THO]
"Methamphetamines" makes me think of Lana and her lover being tweaked off meth, laying out on the veranda, playing music from the record player (maybe it'd be outside, maybe it'd just be near the window, playing loud). They're being sad together, getting high about being sad together just to be high and sad together, letting the routine run its cycle. Every day. They'd be quiet at first, relying on each other's physical presence for some solace.

Once they started feeling the meth, maybe the lover would tell Lana about a dream from the night before that made him feel more disconsolate and disoriented than any other day. The both of them would exchange more of their recent sad dreams, how it seemed the happier dreams only poured salt on open wounds. They'd segue into talking about older dreams and aspirations, both shared and separate, but hardly anything that would get them smiling.

Other than feeling some kind of sadness, love and yearning, they are just zombified; they're stripped of the people they used to be. Whatever daydreams they had, and probably spoke of on the veranda looking out to Ocean Grove, they're gone. Ocean Grove just grew barren gradually, and then suddenly. Nothing left but a epitaph of all those hopes they had for their life in the Jersey Shore together.
 
The mention of neon palms swaying could be Lana and her lover having a visual hallucination while on meth, trying to find something left within their sight of Ocean Grove that was still beautiful and thriving despite how dead it was in their reality.

Maybe Lana's question of going to Coney Island was her trying to get them both to share another hallucination for entertainment. Maybe they met there and she was trying to reminisce about it. Maybe it was her indirectly saying she wanted to return to simpler times, happier times, and maybe that was the "dream/big dream" she was reminding him of: happiness and simplicity.

Maybe he'd be too tweaked and swamped in his own sadness to pay that much attention to or even answer Lana's question, maybe he'd fear that Lana no longer wanted for nothing but being together. Maybe it broke his heart to hear about a place they felt they couldn't return to just as much as it would have broke his heart to say "That'd be nice, we can do that," all along fearing that going there would mean preparing for the present to soon become history.

No one would know, he'd only respond by handing her the makeshift light-bulb vaporizer, keeping his eyes on all the shapes made by the meth residue and burn marks from the lighter along the glass, letting out an ambiguous "hm." But no matter what he thought, no matter what he would've said, Lana would have understood.

Happier times, even the possibility of living in happier times again, would only make them sadder to think about, and so they would get higher until they just couldn't be bothered getting up from laying on the veranda to stop the record from repeating, to change the music to something happier; until they couldn't be bothered doing anything else together that wouldn't make them sadder. But it wouldn't stop them from talking more about the dreams, about happiness and their lack of it; the only time they weren't disconnected was when they were high on meth and/or sharing somber moments with each other. The disconnection almost didn't even matter because they shared their woe like a telescope; they always saw through the same lens even if they weren't always looking at the same things.
 
They took comfort in knowing that the other knew and felt sadness and hopelessness, what it was like to feel the world around had become desolate. They took those feelings and built an empire on that veranda with them, creating a world for themselves within the one they already inhabited. A world where the broken could know they were broken and self-destructing, love it and be loved for it in every way, something that they can be confident in each other about.
 
 
All there was to live for was every tomorrow that guaranteed coming back to that world together; the rest of the world would tear itself asunder, nothing more would have mattered, nothing less. There was no need to tamper with each other's thoughts or emotions, no need to feign any of them either, because all that was felt then and there was understood, welcomed, and adored. It was a very "let all be and just love me" way of living, and that was all it was about. They were sad, they were hopeless, but they were harmonious. And that made that life a little less lonely.
 
Maybe this moment on the veranda was Lana feeling like there just was nothing left of that life anymore, even with her lover. Maybe that farewell is her thoughts of leaving soon after that, going back to New York, reconsidering what to do with who she became, what she was. Maybe it was her saying farewell to their happier selves and their dreams, laying with her lover, watching the neon palms, feeling her body being pulled into the abyss the veranda kept long hidden inside its mouth of wooden planks, slowly opening wider and wider every day to accommodate for its increasing appetite for Lana and her lover's happiness. They'd sink into that abyss together in Lana's mind, and there would be the most sad-but-content look on her face while they fell asleep where they lay, only to rinse and repeat the next morning.

... And that's what it's like to be in my head while listening to Lana Del Rey except I usually imagine myself in Lana's shoes.

OH. And here's a treat for those who made it up to now...

Consider it what I think would have been the lover's perspective. That, and I fawn over Father John Misty like CRAZY and just wanted an excuse to listen to this song again.

I definitely hear blue oyster clove, there's no way she could be saying cult, it doesn't sound anything like that. I also hear "Further they dream".

K-hole

Yeah you don't hear me up in your grill about the lack if Australian tour and we ALWAYS get left out