Catastrophical Expectations by Vomitory
You feel desperated when your lipstick is gone on your
highheels you are walking like a bitch in the street
Day and night you think about your perfect style
You'are the one who let the girls get wet all time from
your heat
And the holes in your jeans shot by a machinegun
Let me see the ring that's through your cock, oh what a
fun
You swear that you have tried but now you know a life
Without a mirror is not a life
Without hairspray what a nightmare, you can take a gun
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