people pick their poisons I pick my head off the butcher's block you use your body, your hungry for money it might be the only chance you've got
to make a statement, claim it, frame it picture your life without mistakes the color fades the glass may break don't sell yourself for filthy rates what happened to the girl i knew now your legs are an open store you've got diseases, you fucking whore
GET YOUR ASS OVER HERE YOU CRAZY FUCKING WHORE
dick don't pay for strange what happened to the dick i love what happened to the dick i used to know dick don't pay for strangeTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
