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Текст: 4-Seamer. Vanitizer.

I'd tell you right now if I don't like you in a heartbeat. So take your
time, please continue what you want to say. You're timid in all ways,
hateful like a plague. Is that what you want to hear? Is that what you
want? I'm feeling laughter the storm right after. It makes me sick to my
fucking stomache. You're jumping, jumping right out of reality. Get with the
program. -CHORUS- Why can't you say it to my face? (You think you're better)
Could you repeat yourself again? (You think you're better). Fake inside.
Fake. You lie. I'm sick and tired of hearing all about your fucking vanity.
Fake inside. Fake. You lie. You're going nowhere and you're taking me with
you. You're jumping, jumping right out of reality. Get with the program.
-CHORUS- You're faceless. You're nameless. So try to get me. You're
haneous, and shameless. So try to get me. You vanitizer. You're a
vanitizer. You're a vanitizer