The pavement is cold beneath my feet
Exhausted and afraid
Been too long since I got to eat
But not since I got laid
The leaving was still worth it
Even considering the hell I'm in
I continue to feel his perverted kiss
Though I supposedly live in sin
Mother, the bitch, knew all along
Her own sacrificial lamb
His appetites were never "wrong"
She knows thats why I ran
Father, dear, you're the lucky one
The winner beyond a doubt
What if I had been a son...
Would your dick be in my mouth?
All of you can go to hell
I actually find it kind o' funny
Cause no matter how bad it gets out here
I'd rather get fucked for money
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