You're still talkin' all that shit out your mouth
Come home, I been a fool too long
There's blood within that's bad
You grown so ugly, Vampire

I can't even look at you, stupid child
Why do you lie? I'm gonna treat you
Treat you like a stepchild
Watch it, you and I, that's history lies

Late night Hollywood, you're so alone
Baby, angels in the sand, I'm on high
Where you goin? Understand
Let me tell you about it

It's hot, it's cold
It's hot and it's cold
At the same time, you and I
That's history lies

Our bodies are made up of
Like molecules between you and I, son
There ain't much difference
You still got to choose

Come on, you and I, that's history lies
You and I, forty-five, ssh

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