Peccadillo's Beauty
Carl Hauck
So you think you're special?
Aren't we all a little hypocritical?
We all have rainstorms, but we're under the same cloud.
Hey you, the ugly one, stop assessing people by their looks.
Hey you, the stupid one, why don't you smarten up?
And all you sinners, go to hell.
And all you people judging, look at yourselves.
I pity the fool the who wants a perfect world.
The truth is it's a little more fun when the Devil's around.
So what am I doing here, still cooped up in this hole?
Am I waiting? I honestly don't know.
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