The post-effect of smoking pot alone.

I’m your little whore
I’ve got no mind and soul.
A cocaine queen
and liquor princess
I spread my legs screaming
„fuck this“

I’m your little whore
I’m heartless and sore.
My body you adore
I don’t have any more
to offer.

I’m your little whore
your home-made nightmare.
And in the end your wives
would spit on me.
But then again
I’m your little whore
the one that gets all the crazy fucks.

And Lord, thank society
for breeding us,
futureless sluts.

It’s sad and pathetic. But… hey, I was high back then, when I wrote it! 😀

Thanks, society…
for making me a toy in the hands of my toys 🙂

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