Eldest 11 - Prostitute lyrics

Let the prostitute breathe! Under the concrete. Where they can't find a strategy. And I tell you look at me for awhile... A Shot caller, Misery! and it k**s me. The Stars crash down. Prostitute.....You stole my dreams away.... (and the pearls I gave) Why did I...Let you make me feel this way? (Should've walked away) Maybe I could cut your throat, give you less hope. In the end we're all afraid. We float away (make me feel better). Anemic in a world they say's insecure. Full of disease.... I'm fighting my own.....crushed.... Prostitute.....You stole my dreams away.... (and the pearls I gave) Why did I...Let you make me feel this way? Prostitute.....You stole my dreams away.... (and the pearls I gave) Why did I...Let you make me feel this way? Gold digger....Put the gun in your mouth! Gold digger....I'm a junkie from walking on burning ground! Gold digger....and I choke from her perfume... Gold digger....Harlet! and I feel so abused.... I'm sick of living, but I keep lying.....to myself..... Prostitute.....You stole my dreams away.... (and the pearls I gave) Why did I...Let you make me feel this way? Prostitute.....You stole my dreams away.... (and the pearls I gave) Why did I...Let you make me feel this way?