Put me to bed
See you in the morning
With the frosted
Superman
But it wasn't honest
And we lost it
M.I.A., M.I.A., M.I.A
Where you at? Where you at?
"On the way", ahhh
M.I.A., M.I.A., M.I.A
Where you at?
Ándale, ándale ahhh
How to ride a bike with no training wheels
For the first time
While shaving
It ain't misbehaving, I was...
Navigating
Without a compass
I's waiting, started to wonder
Metamorphosis, the lost of who you thought you is
Why so often do the heroes metamorph or dis-
-appear, and it appears that Samuel gets off on this
I feel a war amidst the parenthood of chocolate
Ohhh
Papa, Pappy, Daddy, Father, Baba-o
Higher Powers, elevate the fathers
Tell how am I might do this on my own
Show me what it mean to be a man
Where are you?
Where are you?
Where are you?
Where are you?
Put me to bed
See you in the morning
With the frosted
Superman
But it wasn't honest
And we lost it
M.I.A., M.I.A., M.I.A
Where you at? Where you at?
"On the way," ahhh
M.I.A., M.I.A., M.I.A
Where you at?
Ándale, ándale ahhh
Curses
They come around every time like cursive
They weigh me down, generational curses
But then I found, something that could reverse it
Purpose
Most Kings and most Queens get a limit
And low dreams, and don't soar
But those things
I don't bring in my image
I owe me to go far
All of the demons chasing, haunting, you
I release and replace them, with something true
Put me to bed
See you in the morning
With the frosted
Superman
But it wasn't honest
And we lost it
M.I.A., M.I.A., M.I.A
Where you at? Where you at?
"On the way," ahhh
M.I.A., M.I.A., M.I.A
Where you at?
Ándale, ándale ahhh
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