THE WEEKND LYRICS
album: "Kiss Land" (2013)
THE WEEKND Professional LYRICS
It's ideal
You need someone to tell you how to feel
And you think your happiness is real
There's so much more the world has to reveal
But you choose to be concealed
So you're somebody now
But what's a somebody in a nobody town
I don't think you even know it
So you're somebody now
But what's a somebody in a nobody town
You made enough to quit a couple years ago
But it consumes you
It's everywhere you go
And just the thought alone got you trippin'
Got you losing your mind
And I don't blame you
It's everything you know
All this time this ain't you
Da da da da
I decide when we're through
I love, you love
This love
We're professional
I know, you know
We're sophisticated
At lovin'...
What does it mean
When your heart's already numb
You're professional
Won't treat it like it's personal
No, this is just love
It always makes its way back around
It's dispensable
To fall is unacceptable
Cause everything you've been through made you stronger
And every day you learn about yourself
And nothing really played out how it's supposed to
Depending on somebody else's wealth
But now you know the value of a dollar
And girl I make enough of it to spend
I love the way you've put yourself together
I love the way you make that body bend
For me again, oh yeah
I love, you love
This love
We're professional
I know, you know
We're sophisticated
At lovin'...
All of those nights you were up barely holding your own
Girl, you've got it made
Had you blaming yourself for when life did you wrong
Now, you've got it made
Getting rich to the drums of your favorite song
Girl, you've got it made
Cause your freedom was here in this cage all along
Ooh, how'd you drain all the soul from your eyes
How'd you teach, teach yourself how to smile
In a world where your dreams can't be real, no
Every touch that you sell is a lie
I love, you love
This love
We're professional
I know, you know
We're sophisticated
At lovin'...
Writer(s): Jason Matthew Quenneville, Danny Schofield, Jason Quenneville, Finian Paul Greenall, Rory William Quigley, Ahmad Balshe, Abel Tesfaye, Ema Jolly
Copyright: Tenyor Music, Third Side America O.B.O. Just Isn'T Music, Cp Music Group Inc., Just Isn'T Music Ltd., WB Music Corp., Universal Music Corp.
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THE WEEKND The Town LYRICS
You did many things that I liked, that I liked
And you like diamond rings
I can provide, I can provide for you
You made me feel so good
Before I left on the road
And you deserve your name on a crown, on a throne
[x2]
I haven't been around the town in a long while
I apologize but I
I've been trying to get this money like I got a couple kids who rely on me
I remember on the bathroom floor
Before I went on tour
When you said we couldn't do it again
Cause you had a thing with some other man
You said it was love
And you said you were lost
Then you wished me good luck
To find somebody to love
But, ooh
Now I've heard that you're single
And oh, I'll give you something to live for
Yes, I would
Honey please
You never thought you'd ever see my face again
But your love just swayed the lies
When he stared into your eyes
He just might be too good for you
You're almost dead to him
You're sleeping with a frozen heart
Well baby girl it's over now
And you can always count on me
Your unshackled boy, unrestrainted touch
So immune to love
And it feels so priceless to me
That you're always free
That you'll take me in
Now, I'm everything, your everything
I bet you'll take me in
I know you'll take me in now
The same place I left you in
I bet you'll take me in
I know you'll take me in, I know you'll take me in
The same place I left you in
You did many things that I liked, that I liked
And you like diamond rings
I can provide, I can provide for you
You made me feel so good
Before I left on the road
And you deserve your name on a crown, on a throne
Writer(s): Jason Quenneville, Ahmad Balshe, Abel Tesfaye
Copyright: Songs Of Smp, Cp Music Group Inc., WB Music Corp., Universal Music Corp.
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THE WEEKND Adaptation LYRICS
When the sun goes up, you're searching for a love
So your heart won't lead you to anyone
When the sun goes down, I know what you become
You become awaken, like the rest of us
I lay my head on a thousand beds
It's been a test to see how far a man can go without himself
I think I lost the only piece that held it all in place
Now my madness is the only love I let myself embrace
I could've stayed
But I chose the life
I chose the life
Then I realized
She might have been the one
I let it go
For a little fun
I made a trade
Gave away our days
For a little fame
Now I'll never see your face
But it's okay I adapted anyway
Adapted to these models
Who's adapted to the bottle
They take it down like water
Just to burn away their sorrows
I'll stay up till tomorrow
Just to tear down all their morals
And all is fair in love and war
She's pure, so pure, like the love that's so uncut and raw
And clean, so clean, as opposed to what I offered
Because I chose the life
I chose the life
Then I realized
She might have been the one
I let it go
For a little fun, oh
I made a trade
Gave away our days
For a little fame
Now I'll never see your face
But it's okay I adapted anyway
She might just be the one [x4]
Writer(s): Georgia Anne Muldrow, Carlo Montagnese, Abel Tesfaye, Martin Wong
Copyright: Songs Of Smp, Sony/ATV Ballad
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THE WEEKND Love In The Sky LYRICS
[Verse 1:]
There's no one inside
But you're free to relax
If you commit to this ride
There's no turning back
You've been here before
Remember these sheets
This world's not for us
It's not what it seems
[Hook:]
We'll learn to love how to dream, dream
You'll learn to love how to dream, dream
[Verse 2:]
There's no need to hide
Don't overreact
You said you've been to the sky
We'll go beyond that
You've been here before, girl
Remember these sheets
This world's not for us
It's not what it seems
[Hook 2:]
We'll learn to love how to dream, dream
You'll learn to love how to dream, dream
I'll teach you to dream, oooh
We'll find our love in the sky [x6]
[Verse 3:]
How does it feel?
Do you feel like you did before?
Do you see the world getting small?
How does it feel, are you free?
As for me, I've been getting grown
As for me, I've been getting old
As for me, I've been flying around the world
I've been killing these shows
But I'm always getting high
Cause my confidence is low
And I'm always in a rush
Ain't no time to fuck slow
And even if I try
It's not something I would know
But I'm sure I'll make you cum
Two or three times in a row
But I'm sure you would have left
Got that pussy in control
Put that pussy in control
I got it in control
Control, control, control, mmmmh
Writer(s): Jason Quenneville, Ahmad Balshe, Abel Tesfaye
Copyright: Cp Music Group Inc., Songs Of Smp, WB Music Corp., Universal Music Corp.
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THE WEEKND Belong To The World LYRICS
I know you want your money, girl
Cause you do this every day, okay
The way you doubt your feelings
And look the other way (woah)
It's something I relate to
Your gift of nonchalance
Nobody's ever made me fall in love
With this amount of touch (woah)
I'm not a fool (oh yeah)
I just love that you're dead inside (that you're dead inside)
I'm not a fool (oh yeah)
I'm just lifeless too
But you to taught me how to feel
When nobody ever would (nobody ever would)
And you taught me how to love
What nobody ever could
Ooh girl (oh babe)
I know I should leave you
And learn to mistreat you
Cause you belong to the world
And ooh girl (oh baby)
I want to embrace you (oh baby)
Domesticate you
But you belong to the world
You belong to the world
And I know that I'm saying too much
Even though I'd rather hold my tongue (yeah)
And I'll pull you closer holding on to
Every moment till my time is done (yeah)
And this ain't right, you've been the only one to make me smile
In such long, I've succumbed to what I've become, baby
I'm not a fool (I'm not a fool)
I just love that you're dead inside (that you're dead inside)
I'm not a fool (oh no)
I'm just lifeless too (I'm just lifeless too)
But you to taught me how to feel (you taught me how to feel)
When nobody ever would (nobody ever would)
And you taught me how to love (you taught me how to love)
What nobody ever could (oh babe, oh yeah)
Ooh girl (oh babe)
I know should leave you (I know I should leave you)
And learn to mistreat you (and learn to mistreat you)
Cause you belong to the world (ooh yeah [x2])
And ooh girl (oh babe)
I wanna embrace you (I wanna embrace you)
Domesticate you (domesticate you)
But, you belong to the world (oh baby)
You belong to the world [x2]
You belong to the loneliness of filling every need
You belong to the world [x2]
You belong to the temporary moments of a dream
Ooooooooooh
Ooh girl
I know I should leave you
And learn to mistreat you
Cause you belong to the world (ooh yeah)
And ooh girl
I want to embrace you
Domesticate you
But you belong to the world
You belong to the world [x4]
Writer(s): Jason Quenneville, Ahmad Balshe, Abel Tesfaye
Copyright: Cp Music Group Inc., Songs Of Smp, WB Music Corp., Universal Music Corp.
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THE WEEKND Live For LYRICS
(feat. Drake)
[Verse 1: The Weeknd]
Getting sober for a day
Got me feeling too low
Always try and make me slow down
Tryna tell me how to live
I'm about to lose control
If they can watch me fuck it up all in one night
I'm in my city in the summer
Camo'd up, leather booted
Kissing bitches in the club
They wanna threesome, then some
Spend whatever come in, fucking income
Me and my niggas we ain't never going broke
And you, have to, do it all
Just to know where it gets you
Living dreams we can never afford
Now we sitting in the back saying
[Hook: The Weeknd (x4)]
This the shit that I live for
This the shit that I live for
This the shit that I live for
With the people I'd die for
[Verse 2: Drake]
This the shit that I live for
This the shit that I'd die for
This the shit you can't fake dawg
This the shit you need God for
How long do you think,
It's gon' take for y'all to fall
That's a serious question
Cause I'm seriously questioning all of y'all
Been touring the world man
I've done spent racks in all the malls
And they know my story, flaws and all
I still got plaques hanging wall to wall dawg
She just offered a strip tease
But she don't look like Demi Moore
Hips all on 45, waist all on 24
And it's all love in the city
Still scream XO, when that Henny pour
But I'm that boy, not just any boy
What the fuck you think that I'm in it for
Roll up in that thing, got hoes like Prince
But they know I'm king
Chubbs might hold that thing,
If he get caught, he'll be home by spring
Things I shouldn't share,
I mean for the sake of my career
I'm not trynna stunt,
I'm just tellin' you the truth, I swear
This the shit that I live for
With the people I'd die for
This the shit you can't fake dawg
This the shit you need God for
This that shit we really gotta talk about in person
There's some shit I need to work on, but I know you see me working
Nigga, champagne
[Hook: The Weeknd (x4)]
This the shit that I live for
This the shit that I live for
This the shit that I live for
With the people I'd die for
Writer(s): Aubrey Graham, Jason Quenneville, Ahmad Balshe, Abel Tesfaye
Copyright: Is Love And Above, Cp Music Group Inc., Songs Of Smp, Emi April Music Inc., WB Music Corp., Universal Music Corp.
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THE WEEKND Wanderlust LYRICS
It was so hard to say the same thing
And you're so weak to say the same thing
Girl don't hold onto your apprehensiveness
And let the wildfire shine
And repeat after me
Good girls go to heaven,
And bad girls go everywhere
And tonight I will love you
And tomorrow you won't care
(Precious little diamond
I leave it all to you
Precious little diamond
Let it come to you)
[x2]
You're in love with something bigger than love
You believe in something stronger than trust
Wanderlust
Wanderlust
You're too shy away from me
Just sacrifice your every last inhibition
I'm on your side
Don't patronize
You know tonight
Is the only time we'll have each other
Why would you try to waste this precious time?
Cause tonight I'll be right here
And tomorrow you won't care
(Precious little diamond)
Precious little diamond
(I leave it all to you)
I leave it all to you
(Precious little diamond)
Precious little diamond
(Let it come to you)
[x2]
You're in love with something bigger than love
You believe in something stronger than trust
Wanderlust
Wanderlust
They're in love with this idea of love
It's a shame that they'll believe it will come
For us all, for us all
You're in love with something bigger than love
You believe in something stronger than trust
Wanderlust
Wanderlust
(Precious little diamond)
Precious little diamond
(I leave it all to you)
I leave it all to you
(Precious little diamond)
Precious little diamond
(Let it come to you)
[x3]
Writer(s): Jason Quenneville, Sylvia Musmin, Ahmad Balshe, Berth Tamaela, Pharrell Williams, Abel Tesfaye
Copyright: More Water From Nazareth, Foxhole Music, Songs Of Smp, Cp Music Group Inc., Emi April Music Inc., WB Music Corp., Universal Music Corp.
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THE WEEKND Kiss Land LYRICS
[Verse 1:]
When I got on stage, she swore I was six feet tall
But when she put it in her mouth she can't seem to reach my
Ballin' ain't an issue for me, I'll make a hundred stacks right back next week
Do it all again, I'm faded off the wrong thing, the wrong thing
And I'll admit baby, I'm a little camera shy
But exceptions can be made baby, cause you're too damn fly
For what it's worth, I hope you enjoy the show
Cause if you're back here only takin' pictures
You gon' have to take your ass home
[Bridge:]
Cause the only thing you're takin' is your clothes off
Go 'head girl, strip it down, close your mouth
I just wanna hear your body talk
[Hook:]
Oh
(Please don't check in my pillow)
(Please don't check in my pillow)
Oh girl
Don't hold back
(Please don't check in my pillow)
(Please don't check in my pillow)
Oh girl
Don't hold back
Let it out
(Please don't check in my pillow)
(Please don't check in my pillow)
Don't hold back
Let it out
(Please don't check in my pillow)
(Please don't check in my pillow)
Don't hold back
[Verse 2:]
You can meet me in the room where the kisses ain't free
You gotta pay with your body
Not really into kisses leading into nothing
I'm into shows every night, if you play your cards right
I might fuck around, bring your whole crew on tour
Fuck around, turn you 'to my west coast girl
Until they book a show in NYC
Gotta fly back east where the city don't sleep
Woah, tryna finish all this potion
Baby take your time, tryna sip it 'til the mornin'
And if you're still hot, I'm tryna fuck you in the mornin'
Said I'm two days strong, and never sleep until it's mornin'
[Bridge]
[Hook]
[Verse 3:]
I got a brand new place, I think I've seen it twice all year
I can't remember how it looks inside, so you can picture how my life's been
I went from starin' at the same four walls for 21 years
To seein' the whole world in just twelve months
Been gone for so long I might have just found God
Well probably not, if I keep my habits up
Probably not if I can't keep up with lovin'
I can't stand talkin' to brand new girls
Only bitches down to fuck when you shower them with ones
Probably not if my niggas round them up
Probably not if we take 'em to my spot
Probably not if I tweak all day just to sleep at night
God damn I'm high
My doctor told me to stop
And he gave me something to pop
I mix it up with some Adderall's and I wait to get to the top
And I mix it up with some alcohol and I pour it up in a shot
I don't care about you, why you worried 'bout me?
All I want is that smoke, give me all of that smoke
Last week was my rough week, I'm still drippin' down from my nose
And I don't know how to drive, I make my driver get high
But If he goes under that one time, believe my driver gettin' fired
And I don't got any friends, I got XO in my bloodwork
And I'm posted up down in Florida,
Ft. Lauderdale to that MIA
Cold drinks, Grand Marnier
To the break of dawn, Kahlua milk
White Russian when the sun hits,
White Russian with tongue tricks
I like the feeling of your tongue rings
She likes the way my whole tongue flip
She grind hard for tuition
She grind hard 'til her teeth chip
I make it harder, with gold grills
I make her suck, with gold grills
In the back room, In the VIP
She don't ever sleep...
[Outro x2:]
This ain't nothing to relate to [x4]
Even if you tried, you tried, you tried
You tried, you tried, you tried
You tried, you tried, you tried
You tried, you tried, you tried
Writer(s): Danny Schofield, Jason Quenneville, Abel Tesfaye, Jack Holkeboer
Copyright: Downtown Music Publishing LLC, Cp Music Group Inc., Songs Of Smp, Universal Music Corp.
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THE WEEKND Pretty LYRICS
Somebody told me it was pointless for me to come back
Into your arms
Said you fucked another man
Finally, I knew this day would come
Whoa oh oh
Cause I see fear in your eyes
You've been living out your life
As long as you know that when I land you're mine
It's been exactly 365 since I've seen your face
I've been living on the road
And you've been living all alone, at home
Girl I hope, he made you satisfied
Well baby I won't cry
As long as you know that when I land you're mine
And you will never feel so pretty
And you will never feel this beautiful
When I make it there
Oh when I make it there
There are certain things that I've come to understand
Expectations can kill a simple man, simple man
I try to master the art, of that far away love
Only so much can keep a woman warm
Now it's times like this that I say to myself
We've been living in a cold, cold world
But at least I have you to rely
Even if for a short time
As long as you know that when I land you're mine
And you will never feel so pretty
And you will never feel this beautiful
When I make it there
Oh when I make it there
And he can't make you feel this pretty
And he won't make you feel this beautiful
When I make it there
Oh when I make it there
[x3]
Quand une putain de colombe chante sa chanson,
C'est tout ce qu'on entend.
Les jours se défilent comme de la ficelle dans le vent
Embobiné dans ma toile, je les dévoile à nouveaux
10 ans mon ami, que ne rien d'autre compte
Elle n'était qu'une gamine à ce moment
Souffrant d'un cœur brisé, une douleur très profonde.
C'est là où je l'ai aperçue, seule, prête à entamer ses 17 ans
Writer(s): Jason Quenneville, Abel Tesfaye
Copyright: Songs Of Smp, Cp Music Group Inc., Universal Music Corp.
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THE WEEKND Tears In The Rain LYRICS
They all feel the same
Adjust to the fame
Cause no one will love you like her
It's pointless
Like tears in the rain
So now that she's gone
Embrace all that come
And die with a smile
Don't show the world how alone you've become
[x2]
When it's said and done
I already felt love
And I let it end up
Dying by itself
And when it's said and done
You were better off
You deserve real love
And I deserve to be by myself
Cause I've gone too far
And I started too young
To give up
And even if I changed
It would be too late
I exposed my ways
Now every girl I touch
They all feel the same
Adjust to the fame
Cause no one will love you like her
It's pointless
Like tears in the rain
So now that she's gone
Embrace all that come
And die with a smile
Don't show the world how alone you've become
They all feel the same
I should've let you leave
But, I let you watch me slip away
I could've set you free
But, I'm selfish
I watched you stay
She has no recollection
Of the life she had without me
She let it slip away, away, away
It's so sad it had to be this
She forgot the good things about me
She let it slip away, away, away
[x2]
They all feel the same
Adjust to the fame
Cause no one will love you like her
It's pointless
Like tears in the rain
So now that she's gone
Embrace all that come
And die with a smile
Don't show the world how alone you've become
[x2]
She has no recollection
Of the life she had without me
She let it slip away, away, away
It's so sad it had to be this
She forgot the good things about me
She let it slip away, away, away
Writer(s): Jason Quenneville, Ahmad Balshe, Abel Tesfaye
Copyright: Songs Of Smp, Cp Music Group Inc., WB Music Corp., Universal Music Corp.
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THE WEEKND Odd Look LYRICS
(feat. The Weeknd)
[Hook: The Weeknd]
Your hesitation speaks to me louder than million words per minute
I was born to this life you're living, in this game, oh yea
(Said) Said nothing will ever be, ever be the same when you're finished
I freed a couple souls, just yesterday, oh yea
[Verse 1: The Weeknd]
I had a good girl in my room
No tats on her skin, I put work all in her purse
She got guilt all in her grin
And I swear it be the same every fucking where that I've been
All you girls try to be saints, I'll make you wanna sin
You can come to my hotel, you can bring me a friend
You can dress up like twins, I can teach you some French
Paperplanes full of kush, a couple cups full of gin
Don't know what city I'm in, wake up and do it again
And you know me well, I don't like to talk
But when I make a move, you know it's loud as fuck
And if you wanna scream, get loud as fuck baby
I can tell your friend, I'm good at the instruction
A little bit, a little bit, oh yeah
[Hook: The Weeknd]
Your hesitation speaks to me louder than million words per minute
I was born to this life you're living, in this game, oh yea
(Said) Said nothing will ever be, ever be the same when you're finished
I freed a couple souls, just yesterday, oh yea
[Verse 2: The Weeknd]
Do you feel like you'll come back around?
Does it make you strong?
Do you feel like you can take the planet on, oh girl
Did I seem to give you a little bit more love
To your lonely life, to your empty life
Little life, little life, oh yea
Do you feel like you got your money's worth
Cause if you did, this round's on me
Just promise that you'll come back to me,
Feed me baby, feed me baby
[Hook: The Weeknd]
Your hesitation speaks to me louder than million words per minute
I was born to this life you're living, in this game, oh yea
(Said) Said nothing will ever be, ever be the same when you're finished
I freed a couple souls, just yesterday, oh yea
Writer(s): Vincent Belorgey, Vincent Pierre Claude Belorgey, Sebastien Alexandre Akchote, Ahmad Balshe, Abel Tesfaye, Noel Nicholas Akchote, Sebastian Alexandre Akchote, Sebastien Akchote
Copyright: Imagem Music LLC D/B/a O.B.O. Imagem Cv, Headbangers Publishing, Because Ed., Imagem Cv, Songs Of Smp, Cp Music Group Inc., WB Music Corp.
