Lera Lynn ft. Shovels & Rope - Wolf Like Me
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When the moon is round and full,
Gotta bust that box, gotta gut that fish..
Mirror my malady..
Transfer my tragedy..
Say, say, my playmate,
Won't you lay hands on me?
Got a curse I cannot lift,
Shines when the sunset shifts?
We could jet in a stolen car,
Where we wouldn't get too far..
'Fore the transformation takes
And the bloodlust takes,
And the crave gets slaked..
My mind has changed,
My body's frame;
But god, I like it!
My heart's aflame,
My body's strained;
But god, I like it!
Charge me your day rate,
I'll turn you out in kind!.
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