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