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The Hills Lyrics - Beauty Behind The Madness - The Weeknd

Your man on the road, he doin' promo 

You said, "Keep our business on the low-low" 

I'm just tryna get you out the friend zone 

Cause you look even better than the photos 

I can't find your house, send me the info 

Drivin' through the gated residential 

Found out I was comin', sent your friends home 

Keep on tryna hide it but your friends know 

 

I only call you when it's half past five 

The only time that I'll be by your side 

I only love it when you touch me, not feel me 

When I'm fucked up, that's the real me 

When I'm fucked up, that's the real me, yeah 

I only call you when it's half past five 

The only time I'd ever call you mine 

I only love it when you touch me, not feel me 

When I'm fucked up, that's the real me 

When I'm fucked up, that's the real me, babe 

 

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I'ma let you know and keep it simple 

Tryna keep it up don't seem so simple 

I just fucked two bitches 'fore I saw you 

And you gon' have to do it at my tempo 

Always tryna send me off to rehab 

Drugs started feelin' like it's decaf 

I'm just tryna live life for the moment 

And all these motherfuckers want a relapse 

 

I only call you when it's half past five 

The only time that I'll be by your side 

I only love it when you touch me, not feel me 

When I'm fucked up, that's the real me 

When I'm fucked up, that's the real me, yeah 

I only call you when it's half past five 

The only time I'd ever call you mine 

I only love it when you touch me, not feel me 

When I'm fucked up, that's the real me 

When I'm fucked up, that's the real me, babe 

 

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Hills have eyes, the hills have eyes 

Who are you to judge, who are you to judge? 

Hide your lies, girl, hide your lies 

Only you to trust, only you 

 

I only call you when it's half past five 

The only time that I'll be by your side 

I only love it when you touch me, not feel me 

When I'm fucked up, that's the real me 

When I'm fucked up, that's the real me, yeah 

I only fuck you when it's half past five 

The only time I'd ever call you mine 

I only love it when you touch me, not feel me 

When I'm fucked up, that's the real me 

When I'm fucked up, that's the real me, babe 

 

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