​v/nity

They run away from me when they see blood on my hands
All because I broke my braces on 100 grand
And by that I mean the candy, if I had money handy
I could pay for surgery to fix my teeth to put it blandly
Or in other words to alter my identity
Hide away my imperfections for the v/nity
To manipulate my image, to appease a public vision
And preach about how I love my humanity

But what's the point when all we do is
Run away from the people we're meant to be
When all the lights we shine just burn us out
Although I know I can't hide behind you forever
Could you promise me
That you'll help me find who I could be