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blood on the dance floor – oh what a pity lyrics

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[verse 1: dahvie vanity]
oh, look what you become, you tragedy
manipulate the m-sses, huh? you toxic
i’ve come to spell the real teas in life, for the shade
and we’re not even at the best part, the end
you’re just a walking fraud, your garbage bag
how can you live with the shame? how embar-ssing
why don’t you the tell the people the real truth?
how you’re a prost-tute that sucks d-ck for money

[chorus: dahvie vanity]
narcissistic, shallow
rotten and you’re hollow
head filled up with disease and you’re lying through your teeth
you love to play the victim in your own tragedy
you sick of the shame, oh, what a pity
narcissistic, shallow
rotten and you’re hollow
head filled up with disease and you’re lying through your teeth
you love to play the victim in your own tragedy
you sick of the shame, oh, what a pity

[verse 2: dahvie vanity]
fabricate me as a villian, be comical
desperately create an intention, egotistical
you’re just like a used condom wrapper
torn up, f-cked-up, and thrown away
i wrote this song to you by myself
so maybe there believe you if get some help
just remember through every storm
there’s always a rainbow at the end of the rain

[chorus: dahvie vanity]
narcissistic, shallow
rotten and you’re hollow
head filled up with disease and you’re lying through your teeth
you love to play the victim in your own tragedy
you sick of the shame, oh, what a pity
narcissistic, shallow
rotten and you’re hollow
head filled up with disease and you’re lying through your teeth
you love to play the victim in your own tragedy
you sick of the shame, oh, what a pity

[bridge: dahvie vanity]
i feel sorry for people like you
who hold hands inside of their hearts
you know, you can’t k!ll my dreams
so you, -ss-ssinate my character

[chorus: dahvie vanity]
narcissistic, shallow
rotten and you’re hollow
head filled up with disease and you’re lying through your teeth
you love to play the victim in your own tragedy
you sick of the shame, oh, what a pity

[bridge: dahvie vanity]
hey, quit lyin’, b-tch!
i feel sorry for people like you
who hold hands inside of their hearts
you know, you can’t k!ll my dreams
so you, -ss-ssinate my character

[chorus: dahvie vanity]
narcissistic, shallow
rotten and you’re hollow
head filled up with disease and you’re lying through your teeth
you love to play the victim in your own tragedy
you sick of the shame, oh, what a pity

[outro: dahvie vanity]
i don’t give a d-mn
i don’t give a d-mn
[?] while i’m shining in my lights