Digital whore
Then you make it the last time
You're texting that he's special one
Then write the same to another, another one
Have you really never known
That it's only your soul
That so long ago has been thrown
Now you’re on the vicious throne
So baby, try just one more time
To say that you are so divine
You always say the same
Break hearts in your pathetic way
You're a hunter, so be hunted
It's left for you the half way
Until you find out that no one loves you
I can promise it will tear down your conscience
Do you still feel the sorrow ?
Yeah, this pill is hard to swallow
But remember you're hollow
And that's might be OK
You're a modern defect
You have nothing in fact
Stay to play the last act
You'll never stop the heartache
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