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Whores Glory

The eyes are the window to the soul
And death will be the end of mine
Some are Dead in life
And I can see it in their eyes

Pain and Regret is all I see
And her deadly soul I'll leave to be
She does what she needs to make it a day
And everything he needs, he gets his way

She lost herself Long ago
And Being down on her knees is all she can know
Praying to God, Mouth open wide
Taking it in, She swallows her pride

Because she does what she needs to make it a day
Momma told her she can't make it living this way
Now she's successful, She found her calling card
But when you're not even alive being a whore cant be hard

And laying on her back is all she can know
Praying it goes quick, but he just takes it slow
Opening her heart to let her Jesus in
Opening her legs to let him fill her with sin

The eyes are the window to the soul
Letting them in took such a big toll
Letting them look in my eyes, took all of mine
I have been dead for such a long time

It's all led to me and the world just being "fine"
Liv_ing_ston_ed
Written by Liv_ing_ston_ed (Nikole)
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