Atmosphere - Vanity Sick lyrics

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So vanity sick

You're so, so vanity sick

So vanity sick, you're so...

So, she's a stone cold player

Whatever old school cliche you want to label the flavor

And when they see her at the festivities

Best believe, yes indeed, she gets the lead

No surprise it threw you off

From the hair-do down to the boots and socks

And it's okay that she blew you off

Because a pony like that's got too much hop

Soft smile, but sips a stiff one

Way ahead of the competition

No opposition, are you kiddin', stop the wishin'

These other flops ain't got a pot to piss in

Not tonight, this is all you

All these Neanderthals wanna ball you

Half of 'em would die just to call you

Cause they're confined behind the wall, too

Let's toast to the beautiful people

The ones that made you afraid to be you

The ones that trained you to hate your shell

The ones that sold you your favorite cell

I don't judge what she's made of

I never met the woman underneath that make up

Too insecure to let you in that door

What you see is what you get, gotta protect the core

So difficult not to invest

Just my type over ripe and intense

So concerned with covering the flaws

I'm surprised that she doesn't expect applause

And each drink tastes so bittersweet

When that jukebox just seems to hit repeat

It's best to keep the interest discrete

With a handshake, maybe let her kiss the cheek

Rethink she could get a little thicker

If she keeps shrinking to get a little figure

That smile is a warning sticker

I'm unavailable to play with your vanity sister

So vanity sick

You're so, so vanity sick

So vanity sick, you're so

So, so...

So vanity sick

So...