Haunted

The winner is Beyonce Knowles female pop vocalist! I would like to thank the judges for picking me My parents who I love I love you Houston 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 torn 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 The 9 to 5, just to stay alive All the people on the planet Working 9 to 5 just to stay alive How come? What goes up, ghost around Goes around around around around What goes up, ghost around Ghost 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... Mm 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 on to you, I'm on to you On to you, you must be on to me 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 on to you, I'm on to you On to you, I'm on to you On to you, you must be on to me You want me? I walk down the hallway You lucky? The bedroom's the wrong way Slap me, I'm pinned to the doorway Kiss, bite, foreplay 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 on to you You must be on to 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 on to you, I'm on to you On to you, I'm on to 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) You must be onto 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) Me (onto you, I'm onto you)