Motel Of The White Locust

Welcome to Hollywood whore Wake up in Hollywood whore My dance has pa*sed Combine the throb within the head With the rhythm of the feet Say a novena for all those lost And read the bloodstains on the sheets I've whored myself for less than this And I've prayed to appear to fed As I knelt on my pillow God I clenched my f**king fists and banged my head Who could ever take the place of me? How I kiss up to God my fists And I pray to keep my head Though I like Your pretty eyes better blackened And my fists all f**king red Through sickness and health I've kissed up to God two years I have focused on the cameos made by the tiger In the valley of the f**king locust Wipe it off you mouth, get up off your knees And make me your god, it's s*xual debauchery You cost what you're worth Who could ever? Who the f**k could ever? Followed by a boy like this, re-ignited by all your visits As long as your mouth is shut, you'll still be beautiful Pack your shit and leave, I don't need to know And take my memories of her with you Pack your shit and leave, I don't need to know And take my memories of her with you Pack your shit and leave, I don't need to know And take my memories of her with you Pack your shit and leave, I don't need to know And take my memories of her with you Pack your shit and leave, I don't need to know And take my memories of her with you Pack your shit and leave, I don't need to know And take my memories of her with you Pack your shit and leave, I don't need to know And take her f**king with you