sleazymetal

Asså jag satt och pratade men en på msn en dag för han behövde inspiration att skriva en låt, och jag sa nåt i stil med " I like songs about whores. She can be a whore and then she gets killed by her ex-boyfriend coz he wants her but he dosn't like that she's a whore" och då sa han: "i can't write good songs about whores " så då slängde jag ihop några rader och sen kom jag på att det fan va bra rader så jag fortsatte och slutresultatet blev en mycket depremerande text asså! xD

There was a late friday night

Little miss lady where out

Walking down the streets, lookin' for action

loving every moment, every disaster

She turned around the corner

and there he was

lookin' right at her, she didn't think twice

He turned the sweet little girl into some cheap scanky slut

now everywher she goes people knows

She sell har body for a cheap price

She sell it just to get high

She sell her body to strange men

Coz lady can't see the end

She wont share what she's feeling

she keeps it all inside

It ain't easy holding your head up

when your the talk of the town

When lady comes home a night

she cry herself to sleep

This isn't what she wanted to be,

to be mens fantasys at the age of 17

everywher she goes people knows

She sell har body for a cheap price

She sell it just to get high

She sell her body to strange men

She sell har body for a cheap price

She sell it just to get high

She sell her body to strange men

Soon it would be the end

Shes working late everynight

Drinkin' more then she should

Walkin down the same old streets

She's the eye candy for everyone she meets

One night she got enough

the pain was just to much

Next day the papers said

"A 17 year old girl found dead"

Asså, är jag hemligt depremerad eller är jag bara bra på att skriva om horor???! xD