BANKS - Stroke
(You want me, you want me)(Want me to stroke your ego)
(Beg for it, beg for it)
(I got the touch, placebo)
(Nothin' that you wouldn't do)
(Ride it, get my back in my room)
('Cause that's what narcissists do)
(You want me, you want me)
(Want me to stroke)
Say it's hard to breathe inside my ocean
I gave you the deep, but you're still floating
You would let me drown to save your own life
Don't think I can't see your soul is soaking
It's always in my head
Everything is always about you
You tell me you're a book that I misread
You just wanna tell me what to do, ooh whoa whoa
You want me, you want me
Want me to stroke your ego
Beg for it, beg for it
I got the touch, placebo
Nothin' that you wouldn't do
Ride it, get my back in my room
'Cause that's what narcissists do
You want me, you want me
Want me to stroke
(Stroke)
Girl, the way you moan, you make a symphony
I left it open, the thing got steeper
Even though you wanna be sweet, could call me savory
You tried to wander and the wound got deeper
It's always in my head
'Cause you think it's always about you (you used to think that I'm yours)
You tell me you're a book that I misread (you always said I was your type
(You say you want it down below) you just wanna tell me what to do, ooh whoa oh
(You wanna give it to me right)
Tell me you're so good at it, good at it
You say don't wanna quit, oh you
You say you ran right out of love, out of love
Say you got enough of it for two
I'm ended up, you been invited
You've been tellin' me, now I'm afraid
You're running up to the table invited
You want a taste of my lemonade, yeah
You want me, you want me
Want me to stroke your ego
Beg for it, beg for it
I got the touch, placebo
Nothin' that you wouldn't do
Ride it, get my back in my room
'Cause that's what narcissists do
You want me, you want me
Want me to (stroke)
Written by:
Jillian Rose Banks, Brandon Treyshun Campbell, Tim Anderson, Aaron Forbes
Publisher:
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