Fräs i Bitarna

Fucked up in blue, pink and grey
Seems like she never ever can seeze the day
Watching her knees go bold, her face old and her pussy cold
For every dick she takes there are two more to go

Cumb her hair with steel razor blade
smell of dead cats and dull trade fades
Drinking with the boys in park all day
She regrets nothing and just plays on the play

Beauty school drop out she is
with a whiskey breath and a dead mans kiss
Spreading her legs for a few dollars bliss
A Beaty school drop out she is...

More dead then alive with a makup of five
Drunk on cheap wine while her life passes by
She looks so neet with no shoes on her feets
Dancing along with a new god damn breed

Beauty school drop out she is
with a whiskey breath and a dead mans kiss
Spreading her legs for a few dollars bliss
A Beaty school drop out she is...

In the gutter she looks like no other
A beautiful trash, much like her mother
Strong black eyes with a gradient smile
I love the feeling of a Beauty school drop out