The kindest heart a prime example of a shining star
You'll find her dancing like the 90's in a silent park
She spoke her mind and intertwined it with the finest art
And never sniffed a line despite the diamonds and igniting sparks
But subtly, grubbily, destructively, it sucked her in
And tucked her into bed like chucking rubbish in the fucking bin
It's quick disposal this chick picks her nose and lives hopeful
In ripped shitty clothes tripping global
She can't function on her feet, slumbered in the street
If it ain't the drugs or money it's the company she keeps
And her mates think it's funny when she's sucking on her knees
At a festival in front of everybody for a G
So her life changed quickly, mind games living in a white cage
Giving into lines saying sniff me, white dread gypsies, tents in abandoned yards
Standing in the centre with a kestrel and a strangled heart
And I don't wanna say the word or advertise the crap
Or take away your dignity to magnify the trap
But it's a fact: It turns you into nothing but a tramp
And the last thing that's ever gonna love you is your wrap
And I don't wanna say the word or advertise the crap
Or take away your dignity to magnify the trap
But it's a fact: It turns you into nothing but a tramp
And the last thing that's ever gonna love you is your wrap
She turned and looked at me, a face like I could chuck for free
Like she could read me like a book but look she couldn't see
The crystallised cheated desperation in her sunken eyes
Disguised by the cushion in a rounder state of drugs and lies
And fuck she tries, she tries with every bump she hides
She chose direction over sex I guess the compass dies
She fucking cries the tears wash her face away
From day to day she takes the razor blades and play the game
Scrapey scrape across the plate she plays that song alone
Sex pig rotten clothes neck drips swallow those
Next trip doctors yo and I don't wanna patronize
But catheter’s a fucking ugly look and those are massive lines
She plays a litre like a heart with AIDS
And let's the dealer smash the barge when she's half his age
She drinks tequila in the bath and tries to part her pain
But only makes the demon start to laugh and whisper pass the K
And I don't wanna say the word or advertise the crap
Or take away your dignity to magnify the trap
But it's a fact: It turns you into nothing but a tramp
And the last thing that's ever gonna love you is your wrap
And I don't wanna say the word or advertise the crap
Or take away your dignity to magnify the trap
But it's a fact: It turns you into nothing but a tramp
And the last thing that's ever gonna love you is your wrap
