Empty Out Your Stomach - Lydia

Empty out your stomach

So everyone can see

That you’re as black as the basement

And just as wicked as me

But my god, what a mess I’ve made

My god, what a mess I made

You stared a way I once thought was stunning

Oh, but I will try, try and fake it

You changed back into your clothes while I was thinking

My body’s sick yet it never stops breathing

I’m sure I know what you’re going through

I call it vanity

The world is yours so take it

I lost my mind in this make believe

You stared a way I once thought was stunning

Oh, but I will try, try and fake it

It’s all in a way your word will come out now

Because I can’t seem to doubt you