Vanishers - Expensive Looks

Oh I realize that the squares got me stuck in the cold

The past time I’m pressured to never let go

My fears they cynic up at the top

Guilt runs free storing all through my blood

(Feeling long long long gone)

I praise enough to see

A warn of the first kind

Don’t bring it all to me

I’ll never dispose right

I praise it all to me

A warn disposed right

Don’t bring it all to see

Never the first kind

(One of a kind, one of a kind)