I feel dirty and cheap like I'm built from the street
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Fresh blood and dead meat another child's been beat
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Yesterday is always too far away
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And all my tomorrows won't save me today
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High heels clippin like clattering cans
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You'll find the mark in the shadow of a man
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I've been wronged by my wrongs again, oh lord
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All my life has come and gone disapeared my mind
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And I can't right my wrongs
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I felt like nothing was real all tattered and blue like a gutted sheep
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And oh I'm having visions again
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Hawk eyes stare down a vacent hall
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Down on your knees head blind to the call
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One two oh surprise there's four
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Locked in a room I ran for the door
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Come on bitch or should I call you a whore
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Knocked to the floor my head opened and poured
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I been raped and battered and stuffed like a dog
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A ravaged animal, a slaughtered hog
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Black turns to white am I talking to god
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All my life has come and gone disapeared my mind
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And I can't right my wrongs
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I felt like nothing was real all tattered and blue like a gutted sheep
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And oh I'm having visions again
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Fuck fuck fuck fuck you and fuck you and fuck you some more
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Fuck you and fuck you and fuck you some more
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Fuck you and fuck you and fuck you some more
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Fuck you and fuck you and fuck you some more
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Fuck you and fuck you and fuck you some more
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Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you, fuck you, fuck you, fuck you, fuck you some more
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Hush hush little girl don't you cry
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Oh my god wash from me please
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Death Of A Whore
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| Juliette And The Licks |
