paroles de chanson Professional - Pyrophoria

Church
I went to church
In a blue skirt
To search
It grew worse
Rumored
Two words
Who hurt
They knew dirt
Who burnt
New verse
Sutures
I am a producer
Who sir
Herrr abuser
Ready aim Shooter
Use her
Don't Introduce her
A time Consumer
Later than Sooner
Vivid stupor
Need a booster
Stuck on Suitor

I said I'm swell
Preacher man said burn in hell
I think I do that quite well
Good to get out of my shell
I am followed by what I sell
Looks to make a bombshell
Confession put me in a cell
Let's fuck in the motel
My job is to make you tell
What makes you yell
Not too loud the pictures fell
I am a southern belle
With a secret they smell

I am god damn professional
Burn the god damn confessional

First you pay
I smoked and had nothing else to say
Crushed into an ashtray
How much am I worth today
I'd say like it's your birthday
Listen you obey
I'm writing the screen play
I'm Marilyn and Manson by the way
I hit him so hard he lay
On the bed; time to play
Please I heard him say
Too fast to hardly make way
I'll see you Sunday

I am god damn professional
Burn the god damn confessional

Oh a whore knows
How it goes
It shows
Expensive blow and joes
Designer clothes
Striking pose
She is prose
A shop near close
She slows
They expose
She froze
What she chose
She owes
Falls like dominos
Juxtapose
Church goer rose
And low of the lows
Jesus never owes
A broken nose
For whore in the shadows
She doesn't know what she owes
No threat to pose
Low of lows
This is how it goes
I went to church to impose

I am god damn professional
Burn the god damn confessional