x_Thrice_x
02/14/06, 03:46 PM
Computer Science is the master of making me think. That class is pretty damn boring, so I sit around and write songs. Please comment. kk thx.
The Whore Song
You're fever is, oh, so contagious
It's just so obvious
Spread your legs,
call it your love
Pray that you'll never wake up
Insecurity as clear as day
but clouded with lust.
They'd slit their friend's throat
For just one more touch.
All your fake friends,
and clichéd one liners
You're the queen of the school
No one does it finer
No one can see you
for who you really are
The fashion, the fortune, that brand new car
Seducing every boy that you meet
the siren sings it's song so discreet
You lost all taste, you sold it all:
Your soul, your dignity and your morals.
Losing yourself is a small price to pay
to experience the "love" you feel every day
All your fake friends,
and clichéd one liners
You're the queen of the school
No one does it finer
Are you really happy with who you are?
Is his pleasure yours?
Do what he wants,
and you'll be popular.
Counterfeit smiles, plastic tits
Fifteen more "to do's" on your list
And all your fake friends
and all your one liners
you're nothing special,
you're nothing new.
You're just a number
when the day is through.
The Whore Song
You're fever is, oh, so contagious
It's just so obvious
Spread your legs,
call it your love
Pray that you'll never wake up
Insecurity as clear as day
but clouded with lust.
They'd slit their friend's throat
For just one more touch.
All your fake friends,
and clichéd one liners
You're the queen of the school
No one does it finer
No one can see you
for who you really are
The fashion, the fortune, that brand new car
Seducing every boy that you meet
the siren sings it's song so discreet
You lost all taste, you sold it all:
Your soul, your dignity and your morals.
Losing yourself is a small price to pay
to experience the "love" you feel every day
All your fake friends,
and clichéd one liners
You're the queen of the school
No one does it finer
Are you really happy with who you are?
Is his pleasure yours?
Do what he wants,
and you'll be popular.
Counterfeit smiles, plastic tits
Fifteen more "to do's" on your list
And all your fake friends
and all your one liners
you're nothing special,
you're nothing new.
You're just a number
when the day is through.