Prostitute Lyrics - Eldest 11

Let the prostitute breathe! 

Under the concrete. 

Where they can't find a strategy. 

And I tell you look at me for awhile... 

A Shot caller, Misery! 

and it kills me. 

The Stars crash down. 

Prostitute.....You stole my dreams away.... 

(and the pearls I gave) 

Why did I...Let you make me feel this way? 

(Should've walked away) 

Maybe I could cut your throat, 

give you less hope. 

In the end we're all afraid. 

We float away (make me feel better). 

Anemic in a world they say's insecure. 

Full of disease.... 

I'm fighting my own.....crushed.... 

Prostitute.....You stole my dreams away.... 

(and the pearls I gave) 

Why did I...Let you make me feel this way? 

Prostitute.....You stole my dreams away.... 

(and the pearls I gave) 

Why did I...Let you make me feel this way? 

Gold digger....Put the gun in your mouth! 

Gold digger....I'm a junkie from walking on burning ground! 

Gold digger....and I choke from her perfume... 

Gold digger....Harlet! and I feel so abused.... 

I'm sick of living, but I keep lying.....to myself..... 

Prostitute.....You stole my dreams away.... 

(and the pearls I gave) 

Why did I...Let you make me feel this way? 

Prostitute.....You stole my dreams away.... 

(and the pearls I gave) 

Why did I...Let you make me feel this way?