Death Of A Whore

I feel dirty and cheap like I'm built from the street Fresh blood and dead meat another child's been beat Yesterday is always too far away And all my tomorrows won't save me today High heels clippin like clattering cans You'll find the mark in the shadow of a man I've been wronged by my wrongs again, oh lord All my life has come and gone disapeared my mind And I can't right my wrongs I felt like nothing was real all tattered and blue like a gutted sheep And oh I'm having visions again Hawk eyes stare down a vacent hall Down on your knees head blind to the call One two oh surprise there's four Locked in a room I ran for the door Come on bitch or should I call you a whore Knocked to the floor my head opened and poured I been raped and battered and stuffed like a dog A ravaged animal, a slaughtered hog Black turns to white am I talking to god All my life has come and gone disapeared my mind And I can't right my wrongs I felt like nothing was real all tattered and blue like a gutted sheep And oh I'm having visions again