Your hesitation speaks to me louder than million words for minute
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I was born to this life you're living, and this game, oh yeaaah
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So nothing will ever be,ever be the same when you're finished
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I feel hard but stoned, stressed, yesterday
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I had a good girl in my room
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No tats on her skin, I put work all in her purse
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She got guilt all in her grin
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And I swear it be the same every fuck where that I've been
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All you girls try to be saints, I'll make you roll with a sinner
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You can come to my hotel, you can bring me a friend
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You can dress up like twins, I can teach you some French
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Paperplanes full of kush, a couple cups full of gin
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Don't know what city I'm in, wake up and do it again
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If you know me well, I don't like to talk
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But when I make a move, you know its loud as f-ck
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And if you wanna scream, get loud as f-ck baby
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I can tell your friend, you better get instruction
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Oooh baby
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Your hesitation speaks to me louder than million words for minute
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I was born to this life you're living, and this game, oh yea
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So nothing will ever be,ever be the same when you're finished
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I feel hard but stoned, stressed, yesterday
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Do you feel like you'll come back around
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Does it make you strong,
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Do you feel like you can take the planet on, oh girl
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Did I seem to give you a little bit more loud
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'Til your lonely line, 'til your ending line
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Little line, little line, oh yea
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Do you feel like you got your money's worth
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Cause if you did this round's on me
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Just promise that you'll come back to me,
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Feed me baby, feed me baby
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Your hesitation speaks to me louder than million words per minute
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I was born to this life you're living, and this game, oh yea
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So nothing will ever be the same when you're finished
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I feel hard but stoned, stressed, yesterday
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Odd Look
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| The Weeknd |
