How to Be Loved Lyrics

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How to Be Loved Lyrics by Judah & The Lion
(Feat. VORSCHAU)

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I wish I loved what I have
More than the things that I want
I wish I wasn’t so jealous of success
Folks I don’t know

I need a Grammy to flaunt
A redder carpet to walk
I need more money in my pocket
So my wallet can talk

I need these songs to go platinum
I’ll roll my plaques out on a platter
Tell my dad he can have ’em
More coming, so it don’t even matter

I need a house on the beach
So when my friends need to peace
I’ll say, “Go stay for a week
Just leave the dishes in the sink”

More, more, more, more
I need more
I swear to God that I’ll be
Happy when I get it

More, more, more, more
What is this for?
Money and the fame
Still fighting for attention
When I just wanna feel like I’m enough
Still learning how to be loved

I need y’all to think that I’m a genius
And when you say it, I know you mean it
That’ll bring me some meaning
I’ll be living in my dream

All of this weight and depression
Probably feel a little lesser than
Guess I never learned my lesson
From these goddamn therapy sessions

More, more, more, more
I need more
I swear to God that I’ll be
Happy when I get it

More, more, more, more
What is this for?
Money and the fame
Still fighting for attention
When I just wanna feel like I’m enough
Still learning how to be loved
Still learning how to be loved
Still learning how to be loved
Still learning how to be loved

I wanna reach my potential
I wanna keep this more simple
Go back to the fundamentals
No need to be so existential

I wanna be a better uncle
I wanna visit them more often
I wanna be a better husband
Go on more walks with my dogs

I wanna look a stranger in the eye
Tell them they get another try
We’ll hug and have a little cry
High-five as we say goodbye

I wanna be kinder to myself
Know when I need to ask for help
I wanna be a better friend
Say when I’m proud of them

More, more, more, more
I need more
I swear to God that I’ll be
Happy when I get it

And more, more, more, more
What is this for?
Money and the fame
I’m still begging for your attention
When I just wanna know that I’m enough
Still learning how to be loved