i have sensed provanity since i was ten
i picture alters in an eyeshadow den
in the bag i didn't drop there were
no cherry lollipops but cherry lipsmacker
and i got off
mary money have a child keep him pretty
ugly as you eat sushi and drink cocktails
and i'm sick of your smile
and i'm sick from your cake
and i'm sick of your meaningless blather
and i'm sick of your hair
and i wish it weren't there
maybe one night i'll visit you sleeping
there is no place i would rather be killed
then in my own backyard on my own
propane grill
in the lie i didn't stop a little boy moth
hardly old was caught and i felt bad as i
ripped it of many prizes can reward a
child for good behaviour but you should be
wary of those that involve drugs
and i'm sick when i breath
and i wish you would leave
at the very least have an abortion
i don't mean to damn life but i don't think
it's right for a woman to breed for
attention
i have been provanity since i could know
no one will ever care to see what i don't
show in the room i didn't look another
similar could see my spot and i let him
and withstood the shock imitating what i
knew i consequently grew into a foolish
performer and thought that was new...
and i'm sick of myself
and i wish you could help
if you want you can pull out the ladder
and it sounds self indulgent
amazing i've managed to keep you engaged
for four fucking minutes and
maybe you'd be happy to be
provanity