You've got the same blood as me
You're such a calm disease
You shocked the gilt from me
You look so unhealthy
This brothel feels like a house madre of
It never creases to become all you know
I captured pride and lust and gave them a home
The price is fair given the paper you own
You caught me up on all your needs
I could forget the past
You trapped the sense of blame in me
I had to dry the well
This brothel feels like a house madre of stone
It never creases to become all you know
I captured pride and lust and gave them a home
You've got the same blood as me
You're such a calm disease
You shocked the gilt from me
You look so unhealthy
You caught me up on all your needs
I could forget the past
You trapped the sense of blame in me
I had to dry the well