Hey vanity, this vile's empty, so are you
Hey glamorous, this vile's not God, anymore, yeah
Speak, I don't get it, should I ignore the fashion or go buy the book
I don't want it, I just want your eyes fixated on me
Coming back, oh
Coming back around the fur
Prostitute, climb back down, through the floor
Please don't fuck around, and die like this, 'cause I love her
Speak, I don't get it, should I ignore the fashion or go buy the book
I don't want it, I just want your eyes fixated on me
Coming back, oh
Coming back around the fur
Speak aw, that's so sad you're back
I don't wanna get pissed off but anyway
Come on, came so far, I'm here to stay
Just one more vagabond
Speak, you're a liar, you're lying, I don't care about
Wrong, wrong, wrong
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