Poppin' pills, champagne thrills
A whore, a whore

Poppin' pills, champagne thrills
A whore, a whore
High on caine, you kill the pain
A whore, a whore
In the end we all know the score
In the end we all know the score

Three in bed, I'm off my head
A whore, a whore
High on fame, you scream my name
A whore, a whore
In the end we all know the score
In the end we all know the score

Don't take too much to own my night
I'm such a whore, I'm just your type
i'll ruin yours like i ruined mine
I'm back on top with another line

below the grade, I still get paid
A whore, a whore
Who could know it got so low
A whore, a whore
In the end we all know the score
In the end I am just a whore
In the end I'm just another whore
In the end I'm just a fucking whore

Don't take too much to own my night
I'm such a whore, I'm just your type
i'll ruin your's like i ruined mine
I'm back on top with another line

Don't take too much to own my night
I'm just a whore, I'm just your type
i'll ruin your's like i ruined mine
I'm back on top with another line

In the end we all know the score
In the end I am just a whore
In the end I'm just another whore
In the end I'm just a fucking whore

Don't take too much to own my night
I'm just a whore, I'm just your type......


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Whore (Virgin Tears & Julien-K) song meanings
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