Vitun huora [English translation]

I just can't get rid of you no matter how fucking hard I try

You are loved by many, but they don't see how you conquer

a young mind with your perfect shell, and only win

every boy under your skirt, but you never call back

It's us who get to run after you

You give us your ass but never show your true self

You have ruined countless relationships

but nobody has owned you despite all the boasting

I've never loved you, you fucking whore

Half of the world could die for you and you wouldn't even notice

And in a way I hate you, but can't remember a difference in

that I haven't lifted my finger to get rid of you. On the contrary, I feel like a genius if I get to have more of you

But it's pointless to count the good and bad sides

You are so dirty whore that people drop because of your smell

Bitch can't you see, a man is broken again

Shit salary, working in the construction site

What gets him through that shit?

You whispering those two words to his ears.

I gotta admit, you are a fucking bad bitch

You have to leave before you even had a chance to meet

You don't give a shit about others

You enjoy when you make a man jump from the rocks

I've seen what you can do.

I only have few questions for you

First, why did you change your name?

Why do you provoke people to attack me in the dark?

Die you whore, bring light to my life

How can you make even my close ones say:

"Make money money Jani, make money money"

I don't want to sing that, I want to go far away.

Yeah, Vastis, yeah

I'm amused by the claim that a woman doesn't make happy

You spit on me when you hear about this comment

I'm from humble beginnings, and I can say from experience

That what peope take for granted is shit

You must first find love, family and health

But the fact is, that the bitch pays the bills

Even though we wouldn't want the whore to be in charge

You can't deny it no matter how you look at it

Yeah I say that one grand is enough for me

But every single day I notice I'm betraying myself

I take twenty out of ATM in the morning

But in the evening I notice that I'm using it for a lottery ticket

And with that ticket I want to get more of it

I'm a greedy bastard, nothing is enough

I'm feeling sick, so are probably others too

But I need you more, I can rest in the end

• Artist:Pyhimys