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I Love the Dirt You Throw On My Name
When I lost my virginity
They said I was easy
On a downward spiral
Into the title of a nasty slut
Maybe I am something other than my name
But I never guessed it, never had any shame
They say I'm a terrible flirt
Probably somewhere knees in the dirt
That my guy friends were more
Than what I always admit them to be
Maybe I am just a gang bang whore
But I never guessed it, I am me and nothing more
They call me a worthless bitch
And they take pride in being a snitch
For phantom transgressions I've made
Fueled by their diseased imaginings
Maybe I'm a terrible mistake to come across
I'd already guessed it, I'm no one's loss
They say I'm too happy to be human
And I'm just a cold hearted woman
All they see is this painted on smile
And my medicinal shrieks of laughter
Maybe I'm too frozen to bleed warm red
And never cry myself to sleep in my bed
They never knew me, never comprehended
All they know is enough to be offended
My free spirited soul floating among
Robots trained by standards of society
Maybe I laugh and tsk at these lies
And for damn sure I will hold my head high
They said I was easy
On a downward spiral
Into the title of a nasty slut
Maybe I am something other than my name
But I never guessed it, never had any shame
They say I'm a terrible flirt
Probably somewhere knees in the dirt
That my guy friends were more
Than what I always admit them to be
Maybe I am just a gang bang whore
But I never guessed it, I am me and nothing more
They call me a worthless bitch
And they take pride in being a snitch
For phantom transgressions I've made
Fueled by their diseased imaginings
Maybe I'm a terrible mistake to come across
I'd already guessed it, I'm no one's loss
They say I'm too happy to be human
And I'm just a cold hearted woman
All they see is this painted on smile
And my medicinal shrieks of laughter
Maybe I'm too frozen to bleed warm red
And never cry myself to sleep in my bed
They never knew me, never comprehended
All they know is enough to be offended
My free spirited soul floating among
Robots trained by standards of society
Maybe I laugh and tsk at these lies
And for damn sure I will hold my head high
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