Vanity Fair Lyrics

I wrote bruiser as a game afraid to say my ego won

And picking up the pieces of the mirrors that I loved so much

Cupped my hands

They held blood

Diluted the reflection of the weightlessness of us

Emptied out my pockets wishing I could bring the sun home

Finding real nirvana didn't happen 'til the sun low

Dreaming of the sea that I'd fall into when my love won't

What's it all for?

Been planting seeds for seven years without a garden of E

My blood is bitter enough but my hoping tastes sweet

Been selling sugar to spite how I buy what I need

To fair a ticket for one my vanity

If a Money Tree is basic does it need acidic love

'Cause I took ink to paper wrote the King that I'd become

Fuck my plans!

If I had some

Movement isn't foolish put me deeper in the cut

Diving for so long I'll have the bends if I can surface

Bubbles on my skin I'd pop my ego with a purpose

Celebrate the distance between art and crimes of learning

What I've deserted!

Been planting seeds for seven years without a garden of E

My blood is bitter enough but my hoping tastes sweet

Been selling sugar to spite how I buy what I need

To fair a ticket for one my vanity

Back to the

drawing board I innovate

All of these other artists look and sounding the same

It's fucking insane

And I sound like EDEN and Brakence but they got the fame woah

It ain't the money or fame just the love that I came for

Bonfire vibes this a heart to heart little RnR so my psyche okay

Been planting seeds for seven years without a garden of E

My blood is bitter enough but my hoping tastes sweet

Been selling sugar to spite how I buy what I need

To fair a ticket for one my vanity