(Verse 1: Beyonce)

And I’ve been drifting off on knowledge

Cat-calls on cat-walks, man these women getting solemn

I could sing a song for a Solomon or Salamander

We took a flight at midnight and now my mind can’t help but wander: how come?

Spoon-fed pluralized eyes to find the beaches in the forest

When I’m looking off the edge, I preach my gut it can’t help but ignore it

I’m climbing up the walls cause all the shit I hear is boring

All the shit I do is boring, all these record labels boring

I don’t trust these record labels, I’m touring

All these people on the planet

All these people on the planet

Working 9 to 5, just to stay alive

The 9 to 5, just to stay alive

The 9 to 5, just to stay alive

The 9 to 5, just to stay alive

The 9 to 5, just to stay alive

The 9 to 5, just to stay alive

How come?

What goes up, goes around

Goes around around around around

What goes up, goes around

Goes around around around around

Ah-rou-ou-und ah-rou-ou-und ah-rou-ou-und ah-rou-ou-und

Ah-rou-ou-und ah-rou-ou-und ah-rou-ou-und ah-rou-ou-und

Ah-rou-ou-und ah-rou-ou-und ah-rou-ou-und ah-rou-ou-und

Ah-rou-ou-und ah-rou-ou-und ah-rou-ou-und ah-rou-ou-und

Ah-rou-ou-und ah-rou-ou-und ah-rou-ou-und ah-rou-ou-und

Ah-rou-ou-und ah-rou-ou-und ah-rou-ou-und ah-rou-ou-und

Ah-rou-ou-und ah-rou-ou-und ah-rou-ou-und ah-rou-ou-und

Soul not for sale

Probably won’t make no money off this, oh well

Reap what you sow

Perfection is so

Part 2 – Haunted:

(Verse: 2) It’s what you do

It’s what you see

I know if I’m haunting you

You must be haunting me

It’s where we go

It’s where we’ll be

I know if I’m onto you, I’m onto you

Onto you, you must be onto me

My heart it lulls

Ghost in the sheets

I know if I’m haunting you

You must be haunting me

My wicked tongue

Where will it be

I know if I’m onto you

I’m onto you

Onto you, I’m onto you

Onto you, you must be onto me

You want me? I walk down the hallway

You’re lucky, the bedroom’s my runway

Slap me! I’m pinned to the doorway

Kiss, bite, foreplay

(Verse: 3)

My haunted lungs, ghost in the sheets

I know if I’m haunting you, you must be haunting me

My wicked tongue, where will it be?

I know if I’m onto you, you must be onto me

It’s what we see

I know if I’m haunting you, you must be haunting me

It’s where we go, it’s where we’ll be

I know if I’m onto you, I’m onto you

Onto you, I’m onto you

Onto you, you must be onto me

You must be onto me (onto you, I’m onto you)

You must be onto me (onto you, I’m onto you)

You must be onto me (onto you, I’m onto you)

You must be onto me (onto you, I’m onto you)

(Outro)

Me (onto you, I’m onto you)

Me (onto you, I’m onto you)

Me (onto you, I’m onto you)

Me (onto you, I’m onto you)

Me (onto you, I’m onto you)

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