"Bitches" as written by Wes Geer and Jerrad Shain....
I could feel it, see it
The spirit as it was leaving my body
No, it would not stay for a while
It turned and laughed then crawled away

So far away-I could not see that far
All those things I held so sacred
They fail me
They betray me

These pins these needles
They never leave me
This crooked cross is bleeding deeply
Let the wine fill my veins

Bring the wind to change my mind
Wash away this dirty soul
This dirty soul of mine
The curtain it slowly closes

The players how they quickly
Change around you
Not a trace, no familiar face
Only the soundtrack and the bruises we keep to ourselves

I reach out and I wait forever
I speak out my thoughts die high
My cross is crooked
My spirit is denied

Let the smoke close my eyes
See this man is waiting
In the park it's raining so hard
Wash away this soul

This dirty soul of mine
Why can't you feel me?
The world is dying
Nothing stays the same

Nothing good remains
No one ever stays
Feelings always fade away
People change lives are destroyed

I will never walk with you again
Never again will we share the days my friend


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"Bitches" as written by Wes Geer Jerrad Shain

Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group

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    General Commentno fear
    sluts in the front, ho's in the rear
    tits clits bong hits your fist in the air
    DJ
    my fellow freakers
    dancers, tweakers
    come on we blew up these speakers
    now i walk like a virgin
    ?
    wearing a sundress and sneakers
    damn, your pussy like squeak
    and the lips they speaking and listening
    and now they laughing at you
    i kinda like what that pussy put me through
    i kinda like what that dirty little ho put me through
    she could be worse
    second verse
    phase 2
    could be you
    ? shit talkin' ?
    ?
    when he see me lock-dressed and he said
    ?
    you financing my next hydro set
    60 laps later
    they see me chillin on the edge
    with my 40 a-tracks and contracts
    i sign the dotted line
    ?
    tits clits bong hits
    so hot suicide
    but they trip
    ?
    but they play into my hands
    so don't say shit
    ?
    and the nigga t-love
    where he's at no-body knows
    and the kids at the liquor store
    i'll be bying ?
    for my mummy or myself
    ?

    PLEASE FILL IN THE ?'s IF YOU CAN AND CHANGE LINES THAT I KNOW I HAVE WRONG. SORRY.
    BY THE WAY, THIS IS THE SECRET PART TO THIS SONG IF YOU'RE CONFUSED!
    JimmyBon March 17, 2003   Link

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