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Fake Whore

Hey girl, what’s going on in your head
You just want to put on makeup and wear designer threads
You look like a doll all dressed up in a show
But when I look inside, there’s nothing to know
You only think nonsense and say trivial things
Talking to you doesn’t bring me anything
But I already said I hate you, and if I didn’t say,
Whore, look at me now, wipe your eyes away
And dry your tears, I don’t want to see you cry like this
You’re a fake whore, and you’re not for me
Fake whore
Every new problem just leads to another, I’m fed up
You love to play with other people’s feelings, what’s up?
Feelings, by the way, something you don’t even own
You’re such a whore, you can’t even love on your own
Your life revolves around material things, and,
Luckily, we don’t share the same ideals, man
So it’s pointless to try to fool me
'Cause I can see you right away by the way you speak
You’re not dealing with any fool
Your beauty standard’s based on your bank account, cool
You’re a fake whore, and I’m just a working guy
I said fake whore!
And there you go again with your younger guy
Millions and millions are fooled by your lie
But I just want your pussy or to play with your tits
I’d never try to hurt you, but you fucked my soul, now I’ll fuck you back
You’re a fake whore, and you’ll regret that.

I want to find you walking down the street
Delirious, stumbling, not knowing where you’ll meet
You’d rush by, passing me by
Stop right in front of me, waiting for you to arrive
I’d stretch out my leg just to see you trip

Didarida didiridarida
Didarida didiridarida

You’re swaying, coming down from up high
I said fake whore, you’ll be eating pavement, bye.