JEZEBEL

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You promiscuous slave

Selling your pride for a cheap price

Dwelling in the house of pimps

That's your fame

Putting a price on your pride

As you ride insidiously to your doom

Blinded by the race to the wrong fame

But what could you do

You're trapped in the game

A game your mother played

How you wish to escape

Escape from this deadly game

You're tired of the fame

You were driven by your subconscious

You want to be driven by passion

You have a burning desire

Craving a new life

A life free from the pimps









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