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• Artiste: Kelly Buchanan
• Titre: Body Bag
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“Nine times of ten with a gun to my head I wouldn't do it I'd be better off dead” Said a beautiful girl to a crowd of her friends She didn't even think about how the loss would hurt them It's a sad world when a man's so sick in the head He thinks a woman's life is worth less than the hole between her legs But it's even sicker if you agree “My pussy is priceless so go ahead and shoot me” Do you wanna go home in a body bag? You'll miss Thanksgiving, he'll still fuck you when you're dead Tell me what you're worth, what are you doing with your life That you would give it all away for the 'honor' of your thighs I was stiff as death, it was a dirty bed I wondered if my mother would sense when I was dead His fingers traced my thighs I counted ceiling tiles And I cried - Just one flick of his wrist My life would dissipate...Think about this I did not fight. I touched his cheek. I have to live with that, Hey, at least I live I don't wanna go home in a body bag. I'd miss Thanksgiving, he'd have fucked me when I's dead I know what I'm worth, what I'm doing with my life I wouldn't give it all away for the honor of my thighs... Do you wanna go home in a body bag? Grandma is crying and he'll rape you when you're dead Tell me what you're worth, what are you doing with your life That you would give it all away for the 'honor' of your thighs