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I'm a Heroine
I come alive at the dead of night.
Bitten lips,sniffing keys ,bruised hips ,grazed knees.
I feel so high ,but I'm not at a height .
Countless makeup touch ups after midnight bust ups .
Bible bashers call me satins hoe,but sex sells
So they all come to me when it's ten for a blow.
I think I've been spat on ten times now
it's the Preppy vigin boys
but they would all bend me over if they knew how .
I won't deny that it all gets a little intense.
So I stick a neadle in my arm and wait in suspense.
I visit my mum,she's morbidly fat .
Lives and breathes the definition of scum .
Yet she has the cheek to laugh at what I've become.
I rent a room in this old guys house,I never sleep
Because he's always crying about his dead spouse
I wish he would give it a fucking rest ,I try to sympathise
But I can't wait for his ticker to pack up in his chest .
My little girl maddie crawls into bed,wait no,no she's all in my head.
My pimp is a prick ,an arrogant fuck
Found me when I was sad and tried his luck .
See ,the last memory of my dad ?
Dangling ,swinging ,choking hanging.
Now the wires in my head need untangling .
I hate the memories that I just can't Hack
So I spend a couple hours of the corner to get some crack.
Heroine is my hero ,it surges through my veins
1000 grams to zero,it irradicates my pains.
"It's not were you come from,it's we're you go from there"
Well I'm not going many places...
except more perverts Sniffing my hair
I don't have much to loose nor much to gain .
I geus this is a life worth leaving ,so I put a bullet in my brain.
I never realised I was so numb ,until I killed the pain.
But now I'm back wih my little girl maddie,even my dad too
My mum crys at my grave "my girl,what happend to you?"
From up here I laugh and taunt her "just everything you diddent do "
Bitten lips,sniffing keys ,bruised hips ,grazed knees.
I feel so high ,but I'm not at a height .
Countless makeup touch ups after midnight bust ups .
Bible bashers call me satins hoe,but sex sells
So they all come to me when it's ten for a blow.
I think I've been spat on ten times now
it's the Preppy vigin boys
but they would all bend me over if they knew how .
I won't deny that it all gets a little intense.
So I stick a neadle in my arm and wait in suspense.
I visit my mum,she's morbidly fat .
Lives and breathes the definition of scum .
Yet she has the cheek to laugh at what I've become.
I rent a room in this old guys house,I never sleep
Because he's always crying about his dead spouse
I wish he would give it a fucking rest ,I try to sympathise
But I can't wait for his ticker to pack up in his chest .
My little girl maddie crawls into bed,wait no,no she's all in my head.
My pimp is a prick ,an arrogant fuck
Found me when I was sad and tried his luck .
See ,the last memory of my dad ?
Dangling ,swinging ,choking hanging.
Now the wires in my head need untangling .
I hate the memories that I just can't Hack
So I spend a couple hours of the corner to get some crack.
Heroine is my hero ,it surges through my veins
1000 grams to zero,it irradicates my pains.
"It's not were you come from,it's we're you go from there"
Well I'm not going many places...
except more perverts Sniffing my hair
I don't have much to loose nor much to gain .
I geus this is a life worth leaving ,so I put a bullet in my brain.
I never realised I was so numb ,until I killed the pain.
But now I'm back wih my little girl maddie,even my dad too
My mum crys at my grave "my girl,what happend to you?"
From up here I laugh and taunt her "just everything you diddent do "
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