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way too high
I think ill be alright
Mentality’ll testify
Everyday i wanna die
I aint got no fucking pride
Lacking vanity all the time

I really hate

Big blunts
Vanity is our favorite sin
Girls love vanity
And I love them too
Fair trade ain't no fair trade
I got plans made
Entertaining for money

when you acknowledge the mess
It hurts less when you failed the test but tried your best
It hurts less when you do what you do

I never thought that I

insanity
I wanna see you get all pretty by your vanity
Days pass by
Yeah days pass by
I keep trying to survive
Baby let me tell you, you're too damn gorgeous

earrings out

And I bet I spent an hour at the bathroom vanity
Tryin to turn a mom into a ballroom beauty queen
I dont wanna mess it up but trust me honey I

out of the kitchen do a little catchin' up with my old man
And I couldn't help but notice girl that you keep slinkin' by
Stealin' his attention with

control
All I do is go
Speed it up
Cuz she know
Cuz she know

I'm not pretty
But I can get pretty ugly
That's why she loves me
That's why she loves me

I'm

killing my own, creepin'
Why you open yo legs of vanity
Knowin' it'll only kill me
Eating yo pussy with a Chelsea Grin
Hoping yo nectar heal me

They speak

They want a monster so i sharpen my fangs
On the brittle little bones of pretty young things
But the bones give me something that get stuck in my

Hoochie Coochie Man

Chuck Berry

Live at the Fillmore Auditorium

1967

man
Everybody knows I'm here

I got a black cat bone, I got a mojo too
I got John the Conqueror, I'm gonna mess with you
I'm gonna make you, pretty

to put angels to rest
But I confess
I'm a mess
And giving you my heart was my biggest regret
Cause you slick you had me fooled with those pretty lil' lies

Still functioning within the melancholy
Baby's mommy got me raw like a zombie
Prolly won't stop until she murder me softly
Vanity is such a popular

makes life pretty bumpy, but you still want me around

You say that I'm cynical, always finding fault
Emotionally clinical, reluctant to be caught
You

Lights looking so pretty
Gazing at the stars
Yea whipping fast cars
Ain't tryna mess around
You know how I love hard
If I'm being real
I'm really tryna

up, cuz?
Thuggin' that dirty South
Four letters, two numbers, bitch, Grey59
Three fingers in the air, main bitch by my side
$licky pull up in

The Radiator Hums

Cursive

Domestica

2000

acting out my roles 
When you're ready I'll be walking out that door 
And don't call me Pretty Baby anymore, 
Oh, foolish worker bee -- 
I'm your

Throw my head and it spin like a yo-yo
You take my hand the whole world goes Jell-o
Mess each run straight to zero
No meet the ground, we don't

line
Their little girl so sweet
Gagged and tied in my back seat

We're walking up the stairs
As I brush your pretty hair
My hair is such a mess
Let me

a tidal wave you came crashing in
Not a chance to tell you no
You were a natural disaster
Such a pretty mess to me
And I know, yeah I'm sure
That you're

and games ‘til you mess with a sicko
Caught by a killer Imma cut you down the middle Imma
Come and get you ‘cause I’m that schizo
The damage done to you would

world,
Where ruin and greed consume the altar of devoid
There´s nothing but delusion and cruelty,
Being torn by the price of all vanity
Dethrone, symposium

on my Craftmatic
Man we all some addicts
Purpose junkies trying to find
Who we really are
Hypnotized by the rims on a pretty car

Why? Lord I know

everything she read,
true or not, and when it came to religion was over-zealous
to say the least. A mind boggling combination but she
was pretty, very pretty

Now they looking at you different
Got it popping accosted by pretty women
Now they looking at you different
Videos playing on television
Now they