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Juliette Lewis And The Licks - Death Of A Whore Lyrics





I feel dirty and cheap like I'm built from the street
Fresh blood and dead meat another child's been beat
Yesterday is always too far away
And all my tomorrows won't save me today
High heels clippin like clattering cans
You'll find the mark in the shadow of a man
I've been wronged by my wrongs again, oh lord

All my life has come and gone disapeared my mind
And I can't right my wrongs
I felt like nothing was real all tattered and blue like a gutted sheep
And oh I'm having visions again

Hawk eyes stare down a vacent hall
Down on your knees head blind to the call
One two oh surprise there's four
Locked in a room I ran for the door
Come on bitch or should I call you a whore
Knocked to the floor my head opened and poured
I been raped and battered and stuffed like a dog
A ravaged animal, a slaughtered hog
Black turns to white am I talking to god

All my life has come and gone disapeared my mind
And I can't right my wrongs
I felt like nothing was real all tattered and blue like a gutted sheep
And oh I'm having visions again

F*ck f*ck f*ck f*ck you and f*ck you and f*ck you some more
F*ck you and f*ck you and f*ck you some more
F*ck you and f*ck you and f*ck you some more
F*ck you and f*ck you and f*ck you some more
F*ck you and f*ck you and f*ck you some more
F*ck you, f*ck you, f*ck you, f*ck you, f*ck you, f*ck you, f*ck you some more

Hush hush little girl don't you cry
Oh my god wash from me please
Grace me my god, oh my god wash from me
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I feel dirty and cheap like I'm built from the street
Fresh blood and dead meat another child's been beat
Yesterday is always too far away
And all my tomorrows won't save me today
High heels clippin like clattering cans
You'll find the mark in the shadow of a man
I've been wronged by my wrongs again, oh lord

All my life has come and gone disapeared my mind
And I can't right my wrongs
I felt like nothing was real all tattered and blue like a gutted sheep
And oh I'm having visions again

Hawk eyes stare down a vacent hall
Down on your knees head blind to the call
One two oh surprise there's four
Locked in a room I ran for the door
Come on bitch or should I call you a whore
Knocked to the floor my head opened and poured
I been raped and battered and stuffed like a dog
A ravaged animal, a slaughtered hog
Black turns to white am I talking to god

All my life has come and gone disapeared my mind
And I can't right my wrongs
I felt like nothing was real all tattered and blue like a gutted sheep
And oh I'm having visions again

F*ck f*ck f*ck f*ck you and f*ck you and f*ck you some more
F*ck you and f*ck you and f*ck you some more
F*ck you and f*ck you and f*ck you some more
F*ck you and f*ck you and f*ck you some more
F*ck you and f*ck you and f*ck you some more
F*ck you, f*ck you, f*ck you, f*ck you, f*ck you, f*ck you, f*ck you some more

Hush hush little girl don't you cry
Oh my god wash from me please
Grace me my god, oh my god wash from me
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Writer: JASON WOMACK, JULIETTE LEWIS, KEMBLE WALTERS, TODD MORSE
Copyright: Lyrics © Fintage House Publishing


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