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Two girls kissing in the kitchen
Bottles on the way
An empty house that you don’t live in
But it’s where you stay
In the city of some angels but the devils in LA
You throw some money on the bed
So they know where to lay
Used to
Dream of nights where you would
Be up in the hills
Flirting with your fate
Or just a nightmare wearing heels
I can get you higher than every single pill
No, we won’t get to heaven
But I’ll show you how it feels
And it feels like this night keeps going
But it's only been hours
Want you in my bed on the floor
To the counter then the shower
Baby won’t be there when you need me most
Maybe you should treat me like I'm solid gold
Tell me how you like it
Money, power, fame and more
I can leave my clothes right by the mattress
On the floor
You’ve been cutting corners
But be useful, cut some lines
He tells me that he loves me
I told him I’d rather die
Dream of nights where you would
Be up in the hills
Flirting with your fate
Or just a nightmare wearing heels
I can get you higher
Than every single pill
No, we won’t get to heaven
But ill show you how it feels
And it feels like this night keeps going
But it's only been hours
Want you in my bed on the floor
To the counter then the shower
Baby won’t be there when you need me most
Maybe you should treat me like I'm solid gold
Baby won’t be there when you need me most
Maybe you should treat me like I'm solid gold
