Vanity
Dj Thera ft Yuna-X Lyrics

A subtle word
I express myself with a soft and gentle touch

A subtle verse
My words are delicate

I am quiet
I don't make a lot of noise

And alone
I don't have anyone else to share in my thoughts

My voice
The way I communicate

Doesn’t resonate
Isn't as impactful

As loudly
As strongly

As yours
As other people's

Because I never learned
I didn't acquire the knowledge or skills

The algorithms
The rules and procedures of the internet

I never grasped or
Couldn't comprehend

Wanted to
Didn't have the desire to

Understand the ways of the internet
Learn how to navigate the online world

My narcissism makes me hope
My self-importance gives me a desire for something

Hope that
I wish that

One day I will be
In the future, I'll become

The Van Gogh
A legendary artist

Of rock ‘n roll
In the genre of music known as rock and roll

My songs and words will only be heard long after I am gone
People won't appreciate my art until after I die

A hopeless
Something that lacks optimism

Forgotten song
A melody that people don't remember anymore

Of longing, bittersweet sweet vanity
A sense of regret and selfishness in my desires

I’m blue and eating paint
I'm sad and self-destructive

Did I get the message wrong?
Am I misunderstanding something?

Am I way too late?
Have I missed the opportunity?

My medium
The way I express myself

Is destroying me
Is causing self-harm

But I will endure
I will survive

Death the only cure for this sadness
The only way to be free of my suffering is to die

We are nothing
Our significance is minimal

In relation to the universe
Compared to the vastness of all that exists

The stars, the sun, the moon
Celestial bodies in space

So why do we create or even care at all?
Why do we bother making things or showing concern?

Even care at all, even call at all
Bother caring or speaking

Archive, archive
Preserve and store

I hope to stay alive
I want my work to remain for a long time

Long after I am dead, I'm dead
After I die and cease to exist in life

But I know that it’s just vanity, vanity
I recognize that this is just a self-serving desire

Some kind of twisted insanity, insanity
A deranged way of thinking

The sea will
The ocean will

Swallow everything we built
Destroy anything we've created

Including the stories we told
The narratives we shared will also disappear

The poems, recordings, paintings, and drawings
Different art forms

Will be forgotten with the death of humanity
Will disappear when people no longer exist

Death of humanity
People will no longer survive

It’s all just vanity
It's all a pointless desire

So why do I care at all?
Why do I have any concern for these things?

The oceans will swallow
The sea will take over

And wash away the remnants
Rinse out any remnants

Everything we built will
All of our creations

Be swallowed by the ocean
Destroyed by the sea

The sea, washing down the river, see?
The ocean water flowing downstream

Everything we built will be swallowed by the sea, sea, sea, sea, sea, sea, sea, sea
Our creations will be engulfed by the ocean's water

Sea, sea. sea, sea, sea, sea
The vast body of water

Swallowed by the sea, sea, sea, sea, sea, sea, sea, sea
Our works consumed by the ocean

Swallowed by the sea
Devoured by the ocean

Swallowed by the ocean
Consumed by the sea

Washing down the rivers
Moving downstream with the water