October 24, 2010 by admin in Hole

Teenage Whore

When I was a teenage whore, my mother asked me, she said, "baby, what for? I give you plenty, why do you want more? Baby, why are you a teenage whore?" I said, "I feel so all alone, and I, I wish I could die! So many things you put me through, and I, I wish I could DIE!!!" When I was a teenage whore, the rain came down like it never did before. I pay good money not to be ignored. Oh why am I a teenage whore? I’ve seen your repulsion and it looks real good on you. Tonight why what you put me through. Of my house, get out of my house, get out of my house, GET OUT OF MY HOUSE!! When I was a teenage whore, my mother asked me, she said, "baby, what for? I give you plenty, why do you want more? Baby, why are you a teenage whore?" I’ve seen your repulsion and it looks real good on you. I don’t want to live what you have, you have put me through. I wanted that shirt, and I, I wanted those pants. It’s all the lying put me through and I and I never. Why?…..

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