We Cant Stop Buying The Whore by Kayla Wheeler Lyrics

a Miley Cyrus/Anne Sexton Mashup

This house is a hard hell shaking,
a strip club stuffed with night. Red cups
and sweaty bodies searing the flesh until
it is nice and juicy. You are a glass I have
paid to shatter, the boat I have rented
by the hour and we can't stop dancing. All night
we own love, take Molly like girls or roast beef.
I vomit into your hand like a jackpot getting
turned up, warm my trembling
mouth, get a line in the bathroom.
Under your bra I swallow the pieces down
with my spit. You are the sunlight I have purchased
and if you're ready to go I'll steer until you run
aground. Forget god (haters), it's our party
we can do what we want.