vanity Lyrics

One thousand and five big property ads

Two cows and a kid sitting in the grass

Printing your face on a shitty t-shirt

$1.99 donut, that's what I want a piece of

And every time I go online my head is heavy

Palms are sweaty

Piling all my tabs until its February

Very scary, all my vices seem hereditary

I'm not ready, leave me at the cemetery

I-I-I-I-I

I don't even know if I can have a rationale

Escape reality, but my reality so far from hell

Fuck it

Guess I want all of the p's and I want them public

All attention, love it, yeah

I don't wanna hear you chat-at-at-at

Know half the (ah!)

I don't wanna hear you chat about things you'll never know half the extent of

I don't want to hear you say that I don't talk enough

Or that I'm pent up

All this aggression in my head

All this attention to what I said

I can't live like this, more drywall's gonna feel my fists

Beep-beep-beep me till the dial tone

I just wanna find home

Might stop at the corner store and look at what I find so

I can go consume it

Isn't it so foolish?

Drown myself in vanity, complain I'm in the pool, shit

Look at all the shelves and make me listen to the voices

Overcome with choices

I don't wanna hear you chat

So shut the fucking noises

Don't enjoy this

But if I had the money though I guess I'd kinda spoil it

I don't wanna hear you chat about things you'll never know half the extent of

I don't want to hear you say that I don't talk enough

Or that I'm pent up

All this aggression in my head

All this attention to what I said

I can't live like this, more drywall's gonna feel my fists, yeah