About a girl that loved her Brother and Mother, a Mother that was hooked on Heroin and Cocaine that had 4 kids. The first one to be giving away, ask of the father the mother would say a mistake a sin i will pay for this one was the icon i gave away...
The second not long after the first A lost soul with a family and a dad of fame in one hand and a Dad of mystery in the other??? Hooked on heroin young in life with cocaine, speed and pills with this he dies before his time. He lived a good life a fight till the end for love and understanding from a good friend. Along comes the third a girl so blond with daddy on coke and mommy spoon in hand of heroin. Born, of foul creation Born, of sour milk Coke and filth Samantha with kids of her own most of time she is in jail and working the escort papers to pay for speed. With a hunger for money Watch her wrap her legs around this world.
A girl sad over her brother dying while she was in Jail So you think that you could save him
And we know that someone died Oh, an unkindness of ravens And we know that Mary lied the mother of the 4 kids so many lies... So dare she speak out Samantha you swore You never turned that trick before
Keep waiting for a war
You'll never win
You'll lose again
So dare she speak out And if you were on fire I would just throw kerosene Cause I love so much I hate
And I hate what you have seen in me
Lets not for get the 4th a boy in jail always in jail not much to speak of...
About a girl that loved her Brother and Mother, a Mother that was hooked on Heroin and Cocaine that had 4 kids. The first one to be giving away, ask of the father the mother would say a mistake a sin i will pay for this one was the icon i gave away... The second not long after the first A lost soul with a family and a dad of fame in one hand and a Dad of mystery in the other??? Hooked on heroin young in life with cocaine, speed and pills with this he dies before his time. He lived a good life a fight till the end for love and understanding from a good friend. Along comes the third a girl so blond with daddy on coke and mommy spoon in hand of heroin. Born, of foul creation Born, of sour milk Coke and filth Samantha with kids of her own most of time she is in jail and working the escort papers to pay for speed. With a hunger for money Watch her wrap her legs around this world. A girl sad over her brother dying while she was in Jail So you think that you could save him And we know that someone died Oh, an unkindness of ravens And we know that Mary lied the mother of the 4 kids so many lies... So dare she speak out Samantha you swore You never turned that trick before Keep waiting for a war You'll never win You'll lose again So dare she speak out And if you were on fire I would just throw kerosene Cause I love so much I hate And I hate what you have seen in me Lets not for get the 4th a boy in jail always in jail not much to speak of...