Living with Myself

[Verse 1: Jonathan Wilson] I'm living with the fear of God every single day I'm living with myself, I know not enough of whom I speak I'm living like the Sheriff man patrolling this dirty boulevard Hey, look, these Aviators, man, they completely cover my [Chorus: Jonathan Wilson] I'm sailing on the air sometimes And I'm really breathing deep this time [Post-Chorus 1: Jonathan Wilson & Lana Del Rey] But then it comes (comes, comes) That same old nagging feeling I need to do wrong (wrong, wrong) The lies, I start to believe them [Verse 2: Jonathan Wilson] I'm living with my purest pleasures as my memories I'm living with a mess, I guess, I'll never even clean I'm loving when I slide my hands inside a dirty deck of cards Hey, look, these Aviators, man, they completely cover my [Chorus: Jonathan Wilson] I'm sailing on the air sometimes And I'm really breathing deep this time I'm sailing on the air sometimes And I'm really breathing deep this time [Bridge: Jonathan Wilson] I know there was a place so long ago Where I could go to find faith and purity But nothing that sweet could ever inspire me These darker thoughts, they are now guiding me [Post-Chorus 1: Jonathan Wilson & Lana Del Rey] So it goes (goes, goes) That same old nagging feeling To do wrong (wrong, wrong) The lies, I start to believe them, oh [Outro: Both, Lana Del Rey] I'm living with myself, I guess I'm living with myself, I guess I'm living with myself, I guess I'm living with myself, I guess I'm living with myself, I guess I'm living with myself, I guess