A Whore's Profession Lyrics

You underestimate what I am.
Cast me aside and leave me for dead.

Your blood is on the floor. 2x

Oh.

You make me sick 2x
(Does it feel good to die?)
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(Don't fucking cry)

Check the room, check the bathroom floor.
You won't find a single thing.
In your face, you thought you'd win,
But it looks like you're just wrong again.

What the fuck.
You pathetic bitch.
Get up.