Empty out your stomach
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so everyone can see that you are as black as the basement
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and just as wicked as me.
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But my God, what a mess I've made
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my God, what a mess I made.
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You state in a way I once thought was stunning
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oh but I will try
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try and fake it.
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You changed back into your clothes, while I was thinking
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my body is sick, yeah, it never stops breathing
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I'm sure I know what you're going through
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yeah I call it vanity.
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(The world is yours, so take it)
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Vanity
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(I lost my mind in this make believe)
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You stare in a way I once thought was stunning
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oh but I will try
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try and fake it.
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It's all in a way your words will come out now
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cuz I can't seem to doubt you.
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Vanity (the world is yours, so take it)
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Vanity (I lost my mind, in this make believe.)
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Empty Out Your Stomach
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| Lydia |
