Dreamwalk - Vanity Fair текст песни

A comic bunch of
Self-proclaimed aristocrats,
You got the funds, yeah
But it seems to me that you lack the nuts.

Vanity fair,
Heads filled with air
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah!

I'm sick of all your scorning,
And I'm sick of all your lies,
Sick of all your evil games,
I finally realized
You made me suffer,
You made me suffer,
You made me suffer but I'm laughing out loud.

Vanity fair,
Heads filled with air
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah!

We don't want you, we don't need you (vanity fair)
Gotta live our lives without you (A symposium of hypocrites)
We don't want you, we don't need you now. (Heads filled with air)