All eyes on the prize , individualism is on the rise,
got nothing left to talk about but me.
How I appeal, how do I feel, shooting the schpeel,
Everyday is a symptomatic narcissistic showreel for you to see.
And I ask you, tell me again.

Oh boy, whats your hit count, oh girl, pout the lips out,
Confront the inner fears in public.
Self love is self inflicted , got myself all self addicted,

we birth the vanity republic.
And I ask you, tell me again.
And I ask you, when will it end.
This vanity Republic
This vanity Republic

Woke up new life fate hungoverPrecious soul like red OctoberLeft social time mull it overFranko’s luck hype four leaf clover
Laughing pain jibe heart now soberUnchained death vibe no slave ownerPick the low tide waves are lowerRide them up psyche Yak takeover
I feel in control not letting it goSitting well with my soulAny place I call home
I feel in control not letting it goSitting well with my soulAny place I call home
I feel in control not letting it goSitting well with my soulAny place I call home

Stop look breathe run
Hunted by a loaded gun
Dark night, daylight
Keep on living for this fight

Ring of roses, pocket full of posies
We all fall down

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