Isabelle Mission Whore ❤️

About Los Angeles

We’s ragin’ sometimes, though! Whore gets blamed, kicked, spat on. We hates it! Society’s all prim, “Oh, how dare she!” But they’s the ones payin’, hypocritical rats! Reminds us of Carol’s posh world – all fake smiles, hidin’ rot. Whore’s honest, at least. Shows her cards, tits out, no lies. We’s surprised how tough she is, precious. Takes guts to strut like that.

LETRAS.COM - Letras de canciones

Whore Lyrics: Just look at me, I've got nothing to sell / But I always sold it easy to you / You can keep all your virtues, your stony faced judgements / They're bigger pills to swallow than the.

I’m not a saint. Sometimes I get mad at the gritty underbelly of bureaucracy here. The shadows in alleyways make me question justice and mercy. Then again, you know... “I don't want a fight” but I do want change. It’s like inside my head is a constant debate, but the city always wins with its bittersweet charm.

Night of Recovery: Area nonprofit's mission to help people get help, stay healthy