Today was a normal day, really.
Met up with a few clients,
Booked a few appointments,
Came home expecting my bitch to be there...
And she wasn't.
She was off with that emo, artsy kid.
She's a hooker - how can she possibly expect to have a relationship?
And even if she could - no way.
She works for me.
And nothing is going to get in the way of that.
yeah it's 4 am in a speeding car
OD'd on X and G but what are you on?
turn up the radio
turn up the radio
turn up the radio
welcome to chicago, motherfucker
at the top of the sears tower
i tongue kissed a coke-fiend at the afterhours
turn up the radios
let's get out of control
Caught my husband in bed again with that hooker.
God...does he realise how much I've given up for him?
Does she realise that by fucking him, she's ruining my perfect marriage?
He was never like this in high schoool.
He was always my perfect little boyfriend.
He's got one more chance...
Screw it up, and there'll be hell to pay.
just tell me are you being careful
welcome to chicago, motherfucker
i ran after you 'cause later i might be dead
this jello shot i think went straight to my head
this isn't moscow
this isn't tokyo
we are invincible
Killed someone else today.
Watched them die slowly, their last breaths lulling me into a sense of serenity.
Found myself a new victim.
My son’s girlfriend.
That’ll make things interesting.
Especially since she's got a friend.
Some whore who wants me.
Two for the price of one - I could go for that.
Chicago, yeah? Everyone’s heard of it. The best sports nation in the state. Renowned for performing arts. Leaders in higher education.
…you’ve obviously never lived on Chicago’s west side, where sex, drugs, rock and roll are the staples of everyone’s diet, and purity is considered foreign. Where self-destruction is the norm, and the streets are never safe - no matter what time of day it is.
The nightlife never stops, prostitutes line the streets, taking a drag on their cigarettes, and drunks lie passed out on the ground. The highest crime rate in all of Chicago belongs to the west side, and once you step foot across it’s boundaries, there’s no turning back.
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Welcome to Chicago, motherfuckersLyircs courtesy of "Welcome to Chicago" by Kill Hannah.
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