STRIPCLUB

Neon lights
Dollars on the floor
We do these things to fill these bitches broken heart
I saw the angels dead when the heavens fell to earth
My God is sad to see me as sinner

We're running to the bathroom when the night give us a break
If we don't do perfect, we're not getting paid
And professionality is my second name
But I need a break, yeah (yeah)

I'm so tired of here
(Bitches throw their ass for dirty money, money)
No, I can't believe
(That I let my life become to this, this)
I don't wanna live
(If I don't deserve love like I wish, wish)
I'm so tired of here

High heels
And bottles of beer
Guns and drugs inside the trucks
The devil has a deal
Flashing lights for the show
Makes me feel vertigo
Oh God, I'm seeing things out of this world

We try to leave but there's no future out of here (out of here)
'Cause money makes me live, that's society (society)
Guess I didn't get the sight (ah)
'Cause I don't feel alive (fuck)

I'm so tired of here
(Bitches throw their ass for dirty money, money)
No, I can't believe
(That I let my life become to this, this)
I don't wanna live
(If I don't deserve love like I wish, wish)
I'm so tired of here

Uh, uh
(Bitches throw their ass for dirty money, money)