Ride
Lana Del Rey · Born To Die - The Paradise Edition [2012]
You can be my full time daddy
White and gold
Singing blues has been getting old
You can be my full time baby
Hot or cold
Don't break me down
I've been travelin' too long
I've been trying too hard
With one pretty song
I hear the birds on the summer breeze, I drive fast
I am alone at midnight
Been tryin' hard not to get into trouble, but I
I got a war in my mind, so
I just ride, just ride
I just ride, I just ride
Dying young and I'm playing hard...
That's the way my father made his life an art
Drink all day and we talk 'til dark
That's the way the road doves do it, light 'til dark
Don't leave me now
Don't say goodbye
Don't turn around
Leave me high and dry
I hear the birds on the summer breeze, I drive fast
I am alone at midnight
Been tryin' hard not to get into trouble, but I
I've got a war in my mind
I just ride, just ride
I just ride, I just ride
I'm tired of feeling like I'm fucking crazy
I'm tired of driving 'til I see stars in my eyes
I look up to hear myself saying
Baby, so I just drive, I just fly
I hear the birds on the summer breeze, I drive fast
I am alone at midnight
Been tryin' hard not to get into trouble, but I
I've got a war in my mind
I just ride, just ride
I just ride, I just ride
Ride - Lana Del Rey
Lana Del Rey's 'Ride' serves as a haunting centerpiece on the reissued 'Born To Die - The Paradise Edition,' embodying the project's signature blend of cinematic melancholy and retro Americana. Released in 2012, the track exemplifies her early exploration of themes regarding mortality, nostalgia, and the fragility of fame through a dream-pop lens. The recording captures the atmospheric production style that would define her subsequent work, utilizing lush textures and a brooding vocal delivery to evoke a sense of timeless sorrow. As a key component of her discography, 'Ride' remains a definitive example of her ability to transform personal narrative into a universal sonic landscape, influencing a generation of artists who embrace the aesthetic of faded glamour and emotional vulnerability.

