| Keep an eye out for your soul, girl
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| Don’t let them devils take it away
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| All that glitters is not gold, girl
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| Hollywood is a dangerous place to play
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| Keep an out for your soul, girl
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| Cause ain’t nothing getting rid of the stain
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| The hills are dark, the hills are cold, girl
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| They’re soaked in blood, they’re draped in pain
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| Her heels clicking on the black asphalt
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| Her beauty’s a pistol and a passport
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| I couldn’t tell her nothing, look what her titties and her ass bought
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| You never asked what that cost, tell her that she can’t afford it
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| Next thing you know she gotta have it, she can’t avoid it
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| Champagne dreams, caviar wishes
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| Barely eighteen with bad intentions
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| Baby, take heed, don’t just laugh
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| And stress the fact I’m in the music business
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| Accuse me of using bitches
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| You’re probably right, that guarantees it’s the truth I’m spitting
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| Trust nobody, question everything
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| The only thing certain is death eventually
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| And how perception is received
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| Deception is conceived, sex, drugs, decadence, and greed
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| You’re my daughter, I raised you to be a queen
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| It seems like it was just yesterday you were born
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| I take responsibility for putting you onto the truth
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| To the devils and the Gods it doesn’t matter if you live in the rain
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| You can’t wash it out, cause nothing gets rid of the stain
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| Keep an eye out for your soul, girl
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| Don’t let the devils take it away
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| Hills are dark here, hills are cold girl
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| It’s soaked in blood, they’re draped in pain
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| Keep an eye out for your soul, girl
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| Don’t let the devils take it away
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| All that glitters is not gold, girl
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| Hollywood is a dangerous place to play
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| The hills have eyes in the land of lost angels in skies
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| The lies are disguised, leaving truths tangled and tied
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| The fiends are awake, the lights are bright, the strangers are high
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| Dreams are at stake, there’s no brakes on a dangerous ride
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| First you love it and you want it, go faster cause it’s a rush
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| Hit the gas, try to chase cause you want it but you can’t touch
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| The more that you speed and try to catch the further you fall
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| You scream for help and it seems nobody heard you at all
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| Baby, I don’t want to see you repeat it and try to be me
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| Believing all the bullshit that they feed you on the TV
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| You’re my seed and I was tortured, I need you to believe me
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| I rose from the city, fell into the seedy side of greedy
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| It’s a letter from your daddy, if I’m gone when you hear it
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| Just a memory, a voice on a record, even a spirit
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| Just remember it don’t matter if you live in the rain
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| And try to wash it out, nothing gets rid of the stain
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| Keep an eye out for your soul, girl
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| Don’t let them devils take it away
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| All that glitters is not gold, girl
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| Hollywood is a dangerous place to play
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| Keep an eye out for your soul, girl
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| Cause ain’t nothing getting rid of the stain
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| The hills are dark, the hills are old, girl
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| They’re soaked in blood, they’re draped in pain |