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We take our blood and rights from birth and auction them off one by one
for money drugs and plastic girth, a downfall has begun for earth or one side of two, a female heart.
Peel skin, start at the face, until i am stripped down. See through my clothes, my hair, my taste, until you've all of me erased and i am nothing but a place to wander out and in.
My body is nothing but one in a million and you have seen them all. bringing myself down to worthless a two cent whore, a doll to use just for a score like many before.
fame is but a move away, undress and bend to please. Don't have to be a movie star just have to get on your knees. Let them photograph and film say its art or dance or a kiln to burn away our decency in the most beneficial scene. Sad to know that all we have is worth nothing at all. then again we can't really own, for we're just an army of dolls. Objects, property, whores and sluts, figures licking dicks and nuts, its what we're good for, its our job, its how we're thought of, how we're robbed. We are victims for rape, and it is our fault. And we dare bring this to a halt? Our dignity is trapped inside of a vault, a knowledge of what we truely are, whores and sluts in topples bars.
for money drugs and plastic girth, a downfall has begun for earth or one side of two, a female heart.
Peel skin, start at the face, until i am stripped down. See through my clothes, my hair, my taste, until you've all of me erased and i am nothing but a place to wander out and in.
My body is nothing but one in a million and you have seen them all. bringing myself down to worthless a two cent whore, a doll to use just for a score like many before.
fame is but a move away, undress and bend to please. Don't have to be a movie star just have to get on your knees. Let them photograph and film say its art or dance or a kiln to burn away our decency in the most beneficial scene. Sad to know that all we have is worth nothing at all. then again we can't really own, for we're just an army of dolls. Objects, property, whores and sluts, figures licking dicks and nuts, its what we're good for, its our job, its how we're thought of, how we're robbed. We are victims for rape, and it is our fault. And we dare bring this to a halt? Our dignity is trapped inside of a vault, a knowledge of what we truely are, whores and sluts in topples bars.