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Menace of Vanity

Compulsive expressions of your social weakness

Vented on your countless made up enemies

I cannot know how you feel

When you don’t say anything

We don’t care what you say

We’ll never join the games you play

We won’t bleed for all your sins

We never followed your way now so

We don’t care anymore

How you’ll perform your last encore

Your misplaced sense of superiority

The result of your unbearable form of Vanity

I cannot know what you see

When you don’t show anything

We don’t care what you say

We’ll never join the games you play

We won’t bleed for all your sins

We never followed your way now so

We don’t care anymore

How you’ll perform your last encore

I cannot know how you feel

When you don’t say anything

I cannot know what you see

When you don’t show anything

We don’t care what you say

We’ll never join the games you play

We won’t bleed for all your sins

We never followed your way now so

We don’t care anymore

How you’ll perform your last encore

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