Fat Bitch lottoman.net

I'm on a cul de sac
And I gotta go back
So come on feet
We're gonna hit the streets
We've got it made
I'm looking for trade
I'm looking for love
I'm looking for trade.
I need some young blood
I need some young blood
I need it now.
I need some young blood
I need some young blood
And were gonna get it somehow.
I'm on a dead end street
I'm like a dog in heat
I'm like a kid with no toys
I wanna get those boys
Oooh I can't delay
I'm looking for trade.
I'm looking for love
I'm looking for trade.
Oh were all living like there's no tomorrow
And the way things are going that's probably true
But without you and me sis
The world would fall to pieces
Vena Cava whos the raver?
Our raving savior that's you
I'm on a primrose path
I'm looking for a little laugh
Remember its no fun
To be the chosen one.
There are games to be played
Looking for trade.
I'm looking for love
I'm looking for trade.
I see a red door
And I want it painted black
No colors anymore
I want them to turn black
I see the girls walk by
Dressed in their summer clothes
I have to turn my head
Until my darkness goes
I see a line of cars
And they're all painted black
With flowers and my love
Both never to come back
I see people turn their heads
And quickly look away
Like a newborn baby
It just happens every day

I look inside my self
And see my heart is black
I see my red door
I must have it painted black
Maybe then I'll fade away
And not have to face the facts
It's not easy facing up
When your whole world is black

No more will my green sea
Go turn a deeper blue
I could not foresee
This thing happening to you.
If I look hard enough
Into the setting sun,
My love will laugh with me
Before the morning comes

I see a red door
And I want it painted black
No colors anymore
I want them to turn black
I see the girls walk by
Dressed in their summer clothes
I have to turn my head
Until my darkness goes

I want to see it painted, painted black
Black as night, black as coal
I want