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God Bless The Whores On Charlotte Street
God bless the whores on Charlotte Street
The shopping cart carriages, blistered feet
Mary Anne works at the methadone clinic
Once had compassion, now she's a cynic
Paint them a portrait of Vincent Van Gogh
Let us be children where sunflowers grow
Far from pawn shops, pharmacy counters
Those opiate addled late night encounters
Our aim is true, though hearts have rusted
In Jesus Christ and Laudanum we trusted
Fairy tale endings, cracks in the pavement
Flesh and blood dolls, human enslavement
The shopping cart carriages, blistered feet
Mary Anne works at the methadone clinic
Once had compassion, now she's a cynic
Paint them a portrait of Vincent Van Gogh
Let us be children where sunflowers grow
Far from pawn shops, pharmacy counters
Those opiate addled late night encounters
Our aim is true, though hearts have rusted
In Jesus Christ and Laudanum we trusted
Fairy tale endings, cracks in the pavement
Flesh and blood dolls, human enslavement
Published 27th Dec 2017
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27th Dec 2017 11:56pm
... and god bless the whores who bang on about trust & truth without ever knowing the true essence of such as they conceal their wrongdoings by hiding behind a god to justify their pathetic actions. LOLZ
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