Tara Reid Is A Whore by Head Automatica

 
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Tara Reid Is A Whore Lyrics

You scream louder then fiction, and you get down on your knees.
And tear open your heart so I can love you and your disease.
Lick the hand that feeds you and kiss the blade that cuts.
I wannna touch you in your gods hands when your praying bites the dust.
Please please please please please please please please, let me anoint the lust inside you.
Please please please please please please please please, let me devalue what's inside you.
Hollywood at night, hanging around. If this is a must, then dying is a must right now.
Hollywood at night, hanging around. If this is a must, then dying is a must right now.
And I'll deny you. Fact or fiction, fact or fiction, fact or fiction. It's a mission to survive.
And learn to want you, when I hate, when I hate what's all inside.
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You scream louder then fiction, and you get down on your knees.
And tear open your heart so I can love you and your disease.
Lick the hand that feeds you and kiss the blade that cuts.
I wannna touch you in your gods hands when your praying bites the dust.
Please please please please please please please please, let me anoint the lust inside you.
Please please please please please please please please, let me devalue what's inside you.
Hollywood at night, hanging around. If this is a must, then dying is a must right now.
Hollywood at night, hanging around. If this is a must, then dying is a must right now.
And I'll deny you. Fact or fiction, fact or fiction, fact or fiction. It's a mission to survive.
And learn to want you, when I hate, when I hate what's all inside.
Please please please please please please please please, let me anoint the lust inside you.
Please please please please please please please please, let me devalue what's inside you.
Hollywood at night, hanging around. If this is a must, then dying is a must right now.
Hollywood at night, hanging around. If this is a must, then dying is a must right now.
You scream louder then fiction, and you get down on your knees.
And tear open your heart so I can love you and your disease.
You lick the hand that feeds you and kiss the blade that cuts.
I wanna touch you in your gods hands when your praying bites the dust.
Please please please please please please please please, let me anoint the lust inside you.
Please please please please please please please please, let me devalue what's inside you.
Hollywood at night, hanging around. If this is a must, then dying is a must right now.
Hollywood at night, hanging around. If this is a must, then dying is a must right now.
Hollywood at night, hanging around. If this is a must, then dying is a must right now.
Hollywood at night, hanging around. If this is a must, then dying is a must right now.
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