When Ladies are Harlots, Who Needs Whores?

Mainly about how people choose to comprehend things that aren't there, First upload whoop! Whoop!
The rain crashes, fall to my feet
Fails to make any sound,
Fails to capture me, not enrapture me
Not even when, when I taste it with the ground

(Woah, this chorus isn’t yours just yet)

Surveil your seats, please,
For our pleasure
Surveil your seats, please
For our own leisure

Yeah, I got a soul inside me
But it's lost behind the smirk of the devil's off-spring
Yeah, I GOT a soul inside me,
But it's lost behind the smirk of the devil's off-spring
Can you dig it out?
I say, CAN YOU dig it out?

You're just a girl, Not a woman
So take your hand from that gu-un
You want some fun, I'll have fun
Head for the hills, I say ru-un

(Woah, you don’t own this chorus yet)

Yeah, I got a soul inside me
But it's lost behind the smirk of the devil's off-spring
Yeah, I GOT a soul inside me,
But it's lost behind the smirk of the devil's off-spring
Can you dig it out?
I say, CAN YOU dig it out?

You are still a whore, Not that much shall change
You'll never be anything more, You'll never feel to engage
You make up all this, to exert such rage,
Are we still lost in dilemmas, forgot our day and age

(Woah, you don’t own this chorus yet)

Writing her life on her own arms,
She does this to taste her own alarm
So much waste, this is not fun
She does this for contemplations undone

Yeah, I got a soul inside me
But it's lost behind the smirk of the devil's off-spring
Yeah, I GOT a soul inside me,
But it's lost behind the smirk of the devil's off-spring
Can you dig it out?
I say, CAN YOU dig it out?

You stand with the alter in your eyes
Something blue, some things old did not die
It’s borrowed, yet your own, no sacrifice
And it’s new, but older than you

(Woah, you don’t own this chorus yet)

You, God, me God
I do not believe he loves me enough
You, God, Me, God
Does he love me enough?

Yeah, I got a soul inside me
But it's lost behind the smirk of the devil's off-spring
Yeah, I GOT a soul inside me,
But it's lost behind the smirk of the devil's off-spring
Can you dig it out?
I say, CAN YOU dig it out?

With your one-oh-one fashions
They indulge in your passions
Tears of blood, they drip from your fear
From which they indulge in your fear, blood of tears

Words tend to flow, I just wish they would STOP,
Do you understand me? They fall with the CLOCK
Cannot empty myself out, do what I can, my utmost best,
It’s not my choice to happen, I just want some REST

Yeah, I got a soul inside me
But it's lost behind the smirk of the devil's off-spring
Yeah, I GOT a soul inside me,
But it's lost behind the smirk of the devil's off-spring
Can you dig it out?
I say, CAN YOU dig it out?

Behind blue eyes,
The devil lies,
She knows what she wants, as do I
Your incarnations, they of which don’t die…

By Deja Jay
Published: 10/29/2009
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