Rehab 29

(Lana Del Rey style – slow, hazy, cinematic haze with reverb-drenched strings, soft piano, and a melancholic sway)[Verse 1]

I rolled in on four wheels, baby, dust trailing like old Hollywood smoke

My nurse in white scrubs, pushing me straight into the fire we both chose

You were framed in that blue TV glow, high choir humming around your throne

Lamb chops on a porcelain plate, grease shining like the tears we never owned  

[Pre-Chorus]

Hot summer nights in the fluorescent hum

Midnight in Room 29, where the good girls come undone  [Chorus]

High high high, we were blasting off that first night

Jefferson Airplane spinning in our veins, riding whitecaps of heroin sky

Ride ride ride, my marble-thighed phantom lover

On the white mattress highway, dopamine cathedral lights

Will you still love me when the four wheels stop spinning?

When the white plate's empty and the chemical ghost is winning?

High high high... ride ride ride...  

[Verse 2]

You left me in the half-open door, sheets still warm with our borrowed sin

Gone for a fix, your marble body glowing in the dim

Came back sultry, perfume thick like opium in the air

Four-wheeler heartbeat under us, altraviolence everywhere  [Pre-Chorus]

Lungs burning, thighs locked in the borrowed light

Pleasure lovers fugitives on the edge of the night  [Chorus]

High high high, Jefferson Airplane circling like vultures overhead

Institution clock ticking morphine seconds, love like the living dead

Ride ride ride, on that white mattress, stained-glass pupils wide

We made love like it was the last time, like we had nowhere to hide

High high high... ride ride ride...  [Bridge]

Dear Lord, when I get to heaven, can I bring my rehab lover too?

The one with the lamb chop grease on his lips, the one who tasted like ruin

Old money glamour in a cheap perfume cloud

We were young and tragic, beautiful and loud

But the high fades, baby, and the ride always ends

In Room 29, where the longing never mends  

[Final Chorus – layered, fading]

High high high, we were blasting off forever

Two lovers in the garden of evil, never saying never

Ride ride ride, till the four wheels rust and sigh

My marble-thighed phantom, waving goodbye

High high high...

Ride ride ride...

Till the white plate's empty

And I'm still waiting for you... in the chemical light.  high high high