Vanity

Stalks the night
With her glove over iron fist in her urban disguise
Sleepless nights, drowning in her fabrication
Her world of sin
You and I, victims of vanity we'll drown
Illusions will leave them awake submerged
Entwined in fears, in their own demise
Calling out to me
Am I, hers?
Silhouettes imprinted on the asphalt fields
That lonely crowd
Passing by, deluded by a fashion man decides
You and I
Given time, victims of vanity we'll drown
Illusions will leave them awake submerged
Entwined in fears, in their own demise
Calling out to me
Am I, hers?
Is it the way that I live?
Is she calling out to me?
Do you feel what I feel?
Is there nothing left in me?
Is it the way that I live?
Is she calling out to me?
Do you feel what I feel?
Is there nothing left in me?
Is it the way that I live?
Is she calling out to me?
Do you feel what I feel?
Is there nothing left in me?
Is it the way that I live?
Is she calling out to me?
Do you feel what I feel?
Is there nothing left in me?
Is she calling out to
Is there nothing left in me?



Credits
Writer(s): Illyas Lim Effandi, Jarell Monteiro, Jonathan Chua, Nasrun Rahim, Timothy Adalia
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