Hey vanity, This vial is empty
So are you
Hey glamorous, This vial is not God any more
Yeah!
Speak… I don’t get it
Should I ignore your fashion
Or go buy the book
I don’t want it
I just want your eyes fixated on me
Come back
I’m coming back around the fur
Prostitute, Climb back down from the floor
Please don’t fuck around
And die like this
Cause I love her
Speak… I don’t get it
Should I ignore your fashion
Or go buy the book
I don’t want it
I just want your eyes fixated on me
Come back
I’m coming back around the fur
Take, It takes
My eyes again, the fur, the fur
Around…to me…make it fine
Speak…Speak! 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 say, don’t speak back to me
Speak…
You’re a liar
You’re lying
I don’t care about
Wrong, Wrong, Wrong!
