Wantin' it more
It's a fine line buying time
Corruption on the borderline
Disintegrating, I'm feeling fine
I hold your weakness inside mine
I see the backyard you walk in
I see the graveyard you're stalkin'
Selling yourself on the black-market of the crooked earth for what it's worth
Solid feet on the ground
I see your bones lying around through the thickest skin you got
Cause only a hustler knows a hustler
And only a hustler knows
She be wantin' it more

Wanting it more
Wanting it more
Wanting it more
Wanting it more
Wanting it more
Wanting it more
Wanting it more

When you think alone
You gotta throw some stones
My crow's feet they told me a poem
Unwhole and unholy
I won't be a sucker for your broken spines
It comes and goes in this stolen home
I won't even show you where it goes
It roams on roads way down below

Only a roll will save my soul
Only a roll will save my soul
Only a roll will save my soul
Only a roll will save my soul

She be wantin' it more

Wanting it more
Wanting it more
Wanting it more
Wanting it more

Wanting it more
Wanting it more
Wanting it more
Wanting it more

Wanting it more
Wanting it more
Wanting it more
Wanting it more
Wanting it more

Copyright: Songtrust Ave
Writer(s): GABRIELLE GLASER, JILL CUNIFF, KATHERINE A SCHELLENBACH, VIVIAN E TRIMBLE