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      House Of Balloons - Glass Table Girls

      House Of Balloons - Glass Table Girls

      The Weeknd

      Album: Trilogy

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      Been on another level
      Since you came
      No more pain
      Look into my eyes
      You can't recognize my face
      You're up and now
      You can stay
      You can stay
      But you belong to me
      You belong to me
      
      If it hurts to breathe
      Open the window
      Hold my mind
      What's the read
      What you came for?
      
      This is a happy house
      We're happy here
      In a happy house
      Oh this is fun
      
      These are angel eyes
      Nights ends so much quicker than the days did
      Same pose, are you ready for your day shift
      This place will burn you up
      But baby its okay and my niggas don't start
      And they working on the tramp
      So get on me if you want
      So don't pin it on me
      I didn't call your home
      So don't blame it on me girl
      Cause you wanted to have fun
      
      If it hurts to breathe
      Open the window
      Hold my mind
      What's the read
      What you came for?
      
      This is a happy house
      We're happy here
      In a happy house
      Oh this is fun
      Fun for me
      
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      Bring the seven on seven now
      
      Two puffs for the lady who be down for that
      Whatever, together
      Bring your whole stash of the greatest
      Trade it, roll it, dark
      Offer, dark, taste it
      Now watch us chase it
      With a handful of pills
      No chasers
      John Legend on some super-sized papers
      And she bad in a head band
      Sleeping fan is a wonderland
      And its half-past six
      Weed's nice cause time don't exist
      But when the stars shine back to the crib
      Superstar lines back at the crib
      And we can test out the tables
      Got some bad new tables
      All glass and its four feet wide
      But it's a must to get us ten feet high
      She give me sex in a handbag
      I got her wetter than a wet there
      And no closed doors
      So I listen to her moans echo
      "I heard he do drugs now"
      You heard wrong I been on them for a minute
      We just never act a fool
      Thats just how we fuckin' livin
      And when we act a fool
      Its probably cause we mixed it
      Yeah I'm always on that okey dokey
      Them white boys know the deal
      Ain't no fuckin phony
      Big O know the deal
      He the one who showed me
      Watch me ride this fuckin beat
      Like he fuckin told me
      Is that your girl, what's her fuckin story?
      She cut her bag but she ride it like a fuckin pony
      I cut down on her man
      Be her fuckin story
      Yeah i'm talking 'bout you man
      Get to know me
      Ain't no offense though
      I promise you
      If you a real man dude you gon' side the truth
      But I'm a nice dude with some nice dreams
      And we could turn this to a nightmare; Elm Street
      
      La la la la la la la la
      I'm so gone so gone
      Bring out the glass tables
      With the seven on seven now

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