Wantin' it moreIt's a fine line buying time
Corruption on the borderline
Disintegrating, I'm feeling fine
I hold your weakness inside mineI see the backyards you walk in
I see the graveyards you're stalkin'
Selling yourself on the black market
Of the crooked earth for what it's worthSolid 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 knowsShe be wantin' it more, wantin' it more
Wantin' it more, wantin' it more
Wantin' it more, wantin' it more
Wantin' it more, wantin' it moreWhen you think alone
You gotta throw some stones
My crow's feet, they told me a poem
Unwhole and unholyI 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 belowOnly 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 soulShe be wantin' it more, wantin' it more
Wantin' it more, wantin' it more
Wantin' it more, wantin' it more
Wantin' it more, wantin' it moreWantin' it more, wantin' it more
Wantin' it more, wantin' it more
Wantin' it more, wantin' it more
Wantin' it more