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A Dead Whore

from Empires by Document

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she always makes her way into a room while i make love to a million and one shallow, half-empty glasses / she wakes up naked / the fakest of warm smiles to wake him / we dug this grave through all our land / i wrote this page / built the casket with my hands / call her what you will / call her up and let her know a whore's no better than a selfish man just trying to get wet / in the morning when she's finished and she calls, a dead whore's better than a selfish man with a hatchet in his back / for a second i was this shitty / i thought i might be this alone and bitter, but i am fine just by myself / call it what you will / call it what you will / a hatchet in the back feels better than fucking glass / in the morning when he's finished and she calls, a dead whore's still better than a selfish man with a hatchet in his back / call it what you will / call it what you will / she always makes her way into a room

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from Empires, released September 25, 2009

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