VERSE ONE
It's obvious that I'm good at it/
Gotchu thinking its magic or something, and Imma milk that/
Look at my victim/
I'll wear a dress with nothing under it in case you were wondering if I kilt (killed) that/
Everybody thinking I'm nice/
But I'm what goes bump in the night/
It's a problem/
If no one admits they like the monster/
And I'm hopeless/
So it took about a minute to finally find a lyric to cope with/
I been kinda keeping out of the line of focus/
Afraid everybody already knows that/
I Gotta hunger for being wanted/
So is you willing and ready bae me down/
Cause I think lover is the opposite of lonely/
Ain't that profound?/
Baby I don't go down to make you melt/
Only to sharpen my teeth on your bеlt/
Looking “like who gon' stop me?/
My fur pretty in thе worst lighting”/
Angles on angles on angles/
Im just a wolf who smiles and speaks politely/
Angles on angles on angles/
Im just a wolf who smiles and speaks politely/

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VERSE TWO
I don't know what it does for me/
When I take the ground and shake it for a clap or standing ovation/ but the sheep they got love for me/
So I dance just to get them in a trance and I'm thinking I made it/
I got this hunger for being the center of attention/
They’re screaming for me and my claws are itching/
I'm a fan of a fan and the bomb is ticking/
On my ego, and it’s looking like a flawless victim/
It started when I was too young/
Got a taste of the love and I loved it/
And I told everybody I don’t do drugs/
But I'd finish a line and go hunting/
I know the fan-favorite falls fast/
From the fictitious feat of faking funk/
But I love what it does when/
It’s me that they want/
And I can’t stop singing/
And I can’t leave it alone/
I was shaving every day but now/
The mane is overgrown/
I can’t resist what feels so natural/
Every time they play my song/
So you can find me backstage/
Sleeping on a pile of bones and/ 
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VERSE THREE
I gotta be real careful/
When that thing get to welling inside/
Of my body awaking a real devil/
And it's easy to miss this/
When the mark of the beast is a French Tip/
But I want them to figure me out/
Hear that my rapping is really a growl/
And that they are kissing a dog on the mouth/
I started to feel weak writing this song//
But what is weaker than a woman who cannot be wrong?/
So single is not an option, my bed is a cage fight/
Between the me I want to be/
And the beast that need them late nights/ 
I'd rather sit at home and make/
A beat that bang til daylight/
Than chase my tail in circles just/
To see that it thang taste right/
See I'm lone but not alone/
Wolf numbers are quite miraculous/
It’s a pack of us/
Even the fleas have lost track of us/
And I'm not honest monster/
I just lost my sponsor/
Screamed at the moon before/
They found me unresponsive and/ 
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