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Click hereI'm a pathetic slut.
In a dark and lonely place,
I drown in self-disgrace.
Men get me drunk, I let them in,
Ignoring the warning signs within.
I know their intentions, clear as day,
Yet I still accept the drinks they sway.
the want to wear me down, to make me easier,
to make it harder for me to say no.
i know what they're doing,
i know they dont respect me,
i know they dont value my company,
but i still take the drinks they offer me.
It helps me in Numbing the pain,
pretending it's not my fault,
I tell myself, its the sick dirty mans fault,
I fall victim to their brutal assault.
but i still keep accepting the drinks
because i want them to take chance.
and i want everything thats going to happen
while i am too drunk to stop it.
I'm pathetic, I'm worthless, I believe it to be true,
Deserving of all that they put me through.