"Parties for Prostitutes" as written by and Brody Dalle....
Do what you must
Blow off the dust
All these shackles and chains
And growing pains

So many lives, secrets and lies
In minutes and hours memories devoured
One look in your eyes, sound in your voice, speaking to me, a sequel to me
Across the ocean, a thousand seas, cannot disguise your unfaithful Key
Picked a lock and it wasn’t me
Picked a lock and it wasn’t me

Look what you’ve done, the cowardly run, no holy water can wash away aura
Or the loose lips to sink our ship
Or the loose lips to sink our ship

You blew out the candle on someone’s cake
Happy birthday disgraceful mistake
I’ll throw you a party, invite top dog
I’ll pay top dollar so you can play whore


Lyrics submitted by densityschild

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