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Privileged Little Bitch-Girl

Its a **** shame that she had such a pretty picture

Cause when we finally met she was such a ***** - Her

Mouth kept running round the clock

She ******* about her life non-stop

I said "girl, I don't care about your ****

Stuck up privileged little rich girl

 

Its a shame that shes such a beautiful disaster

Cause her pretty smile wont let anyone walk past her

Pay attention and you'll see

She thinks she's Jackie Kennedy

That stuck-up little bitch-girl

 

Dont waste my time

I dont want to hear it anymore

You hate your dad

And your sick of being bored

Maybe that means something

To somebody else

You think that you're the only one

Looking for a way out

 

Some day she'll wake up and she'll look in to the mirror

And she will find out that theres no one near her

What do you expect

When all you care about's yourself

But there are some nights that I still miss her...

My privileged little bitch-girl.

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brass-knuckles-mike
37 / M / American
Published
Sep 28, 2011
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