Artificial red
Smoke, poison consumed
In the
House of Ill Repute
Is this the way I spend my days?
In recovery of a fatal disease
Ooh-hoo
Ooh-hoo
Ooh-hoo
Ooh-hoo
On a cloud of pink
Has turned to grey
And I'm alone again
Yeah
Someone to hold against my own
Alone, untouched is what I crave
Ooh-hoo
Ooh-hoo
Ooh-hoo
Ooh-hoo
Artificial red
Smoke, poison consumed
In the
House of Ill Repute
Is this the place I search for love
When my need is within me, a gift from above
Ooh-hoo
Ooh-hoo
Ooh-hoo
Ooh-hoo
Ooh-hoo
Ooh-hoo
Ooh-hoo
Ooh-hoo
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