**** or ****?
English or Swedish?
It doesn't matter

****
A person who sleeps around looking for love. Their body is no longer their own.

I no longer have love of my own. No one cares for me except for what I can provide for them. Sleeping around looking for love. Yet I get no gratification besides the others reaction. I hate myself for not having a *** drive.

****
End. The finale. Nothing left. All used up.

I am a hollow shell. There is nothing but sadness and hurt left. I'm all used up with nothing to give. The trash of humanity.

**** or ****,
It doesn't matter
They are both me

Tick tock
Time is running out
What are you doing you worthless ****?

Tick tock
Goes the clock
Invading your dreams

Tick tock
No time left
Your failours are done and complete

Tick tock
Tick tock
TICK TOCK

The rythem burning through my mind

Tick ******* tock
Your time is over

Going to sleep
With *** on my lips
You on my mind
And bruises on my hips

I cant tell
If i have no self respect
Or maybe my mentality
Is just wrecked

Or maybe this is healthy
The entertain and please
After all im a ****
And you have needs

What a perfect match
I have what you want
But I dont want anything
Isnt that just hot

I dont even ******* know
Who the hell i am

She was a pretty little mess,
One two many drinks,
A silly teenage fool,
One that doesn't think.

They all called her a *****,
She wore a very short black dress
They said: "***** little ****!"
She thought: "but am I pretty yet?"

She danced against the wall
Until she caught an eye
She stumbled to the settee
Sat down on someones knee

They didn't talk for long,
No, they didn't speak at all;
Only breaths and gasps and whispers
The sound of a mistake

Of course, she had planned this all
And hoped that he might call
She blamed it on the drink
She said she didn't think

This happened many times,
Each night a new regret
And every morning she wondered
"Am I pretty yet?"

Boy,

She's
got you
all *******
again.

Just.
Bound.
Once more.

To her
infernal-eternal,
heart breaking
beauty.

Witch, she possesses.
you,
to play the pawn
in her *****'s game.

Like a champ.

But will you really be winning?

When you find all-o-those,
***** little secrets.

She has hidden in her black-lace-*******.

I come down from this ***** high finally,
This ****** lifestyle that I've been living,
This life is a **** hole, barely making ends meet, crazy people ******* like dialog in a tv sitcom. Oh its soo ******. Just like the girl laying ***** soaked in my bed right now.  Life is beautifully painted with sin and good intentions. In the morning I wont even address her by name, fact is I dont know it, shes a victim in my ego boost trap like the girl 45 mins before her was... Strange I dont get caught by now, guess my luck will stay till karma hits me, karma being the stripper I stole the money from out of sluttly skirt, I didnt need the money but the rush I was getting from *** just isnt    doing it for me anymore. I need a new high...

Hide the scars,
don't let them see.
They'll call you a ****,
just as they please.

You drink Starbucks,
you take selfies.
You're a White Girl,
you see.

You're hair is red
with your Irish genes.
You are a ginger
with no soul in thee.

Your skin is colored,
your hair so dark.
You are a criminal,
that's how they see.

Is there ever such a thing
When given free of choice
For how much I can know
If constrained by your voice

Only you can say what
You think I should know
How can I know too much
When you hand it out so