Lyrics
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
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'd 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
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'd 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
Hills have eyes, the hills have eyes
Who are you to judge? Who are you to judge?
Hide your lies (hide your lies), girl, hide your lies (hide your lies, oh baby)
Only you (only you) to trust (only you), only you (only you)
I only call you when it's half past five
The only time that I'd 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
Ewedihalehu
Yene konjo, ewedihalehu
Yene fikir, fikir, fikir, fikir
Yene fikir, fikir, fikir, fikir
Ewedihalehu
Yene konjo, ewedihalehu
The Weeknd - The Hills
"The Hills" is a captivating track by The Weeknd that delves into themes of love, fame, and self-destructive behavior. Released in 2015, this song has gained immense popularity, showcasing The Weeknd's signature blend of dark melodies and haunting lyrics. Its distinct sound and relatable mood have made it a fan favorite, ultimately solidifying The Weeknd's place in contemporary music.
- Artist: The Weeknd
- Lyrics/Music Author: The Weeknd, along with collaborators
- Release Year: 2015
- Style/Genre: Alternative R&B, Pop
Along with "The Hills," The Weeknd has produced numerous hits like "Can't Feel My Face" and "Starboy," which further exemplify his unique sound and artistry. His ability to blend dark themes with infectious rhythms continues to resonate with audiences worldwide, making him one of the most influential artists of his generation.