Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song vultures | wolves, artist - Dawn Richard.
Date of issue: 24.01.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
vultures | wolves |
I wish, I wish, I wish |
I could be what you want me to |
I could love you like I’m supposed to do |
Fuck you like you need me to |
I know that’s what you’re hoping boo |
I wish, I wish, I wish |
I could be the girl of your dreams |
The one you fantasize about |
The one you tell your parents 'bout |
You take me and your niggas out |
But I keep getting in my own way |
And I know that I’m fucking up but I’m really hoping to stay |
I’m willing to stay, baby |
And I keep giving my demons away |
But please believe that ain’t me, it ain’t me |
It’s my vultures |
Baby it’s my vultures |
They keep on circling me |
Circling me |
I wish, I wish, I wish |
I didn’t love alone a lot |
I know you like me in ya spot |
But I need room to roam about |
That’s fucking with your future plots |
You see |
But I know, I know, I know |
I’m never gon' be home to you |
I’m never gon' be home by 2 |
I’ll never be this perfect glue |
That pulls together what you choose |
But I keep getting in my own way |
And I know that I’m fucking up but I’m really hoping to stay |
I’m willing to stay |
Baby |
And I keep giving my demons away |
But please believe that ain’t me, it ain’t me |
It’s these vultures |
Baby these vultures |
Keep on circling me |
Circling me |
It’s cool, it’s cool |
I’m not mad at you |
If you choose to lose |
Your faith in us too |
I’ll be okay |
I know you like shit your way |
It’s killing me |
Cause I won’t be |
This cliche idea of happy |
You know I’ll be okay |
You know I like shit my way |
'Cause I keep getting in my own way |
And I know that I’m fucking up but I’m really hoping to stay |
I’m willing to stay |
Baby |
And I keep giving my demons away |
But please believe that ain’t me, it ain’t me |
It’s my vultures |
Baby it’s my vultures |
They keep on circling me |
I’ll never be the same after I been treated like the dirt you’ve left on my |
hands |
The dirt I had to dig through to sell your records, to make your money to build |
your name |
I hear the wolves dressed in suits selling dreams like bait in dress shoes |
Can you hear them? |
They showed their teeth |
Like white pearls |
Coated with meat |
From all the girls |
They liked to eat |
I prayed I wouldn’t see |
These wolves hunting me |
They’re running fast |
See their feet |
Those packs of wolves |
With suits and deeds |
Tempting the girls with pretty things |
Just to share them piece by piece |
Can’t you hear |
Can’t you hear them howling |
Can’t you hear |
Can’t you hear them howling |
Ho, ho, hooo, ho, ho, hooo |
Ho, ho, hooo, ho, ho, hooo |
Can’t you hear |
Can’t you hear them howling |
Ohhh |