vanity from hereditary by the sound chalk makes

One thousand and five big property ads
Two cows and a kid sitting in the grass
Printing your face on a shitty t-shirt
$1.99 donut, that’s what I want a piece of

And every time I go online my head is heavy
Palms are sweaty
Piling all my tabs until its February
Very scary, all my vices seem hereditary
I’m not ready, leave me at the cemetery

I-I-I-I-I
I don’t even know if I can have a rationale
Escape reality, but my reality so far from hell
Fuck it
Guess I want all of the p’s and I want them public
All attention, love it, yeah

I don’t wanna hear you chat-at-at-at
Know half the (ah!)

I don’t wanna hear you chat about things you’ll never know half the extent of
I don’t want to hear you say that I don’t talk enough
Or that I’m pent up
All this aggression in my head
All this attention to what I said
I can’t live like this, more drywall’s gonna feel my fists

Beep-beep-beep me till the dial tone
I just wanna find home
Might stop at the corner store and look at what I find so
I can go consume it
Isn’t it so foolish?
Drown myself in vanity, complain I’m in the pool, shit

Look at all the shelves and make me listen to the voices
Overcome with choices
I don’t wanna hear you chat
So shut the fucking noises
Don’t enjoy this
But if I had the money though I guess I’d kinda spoil it

I don’t wanna hear you chat about things you’ll never know half the extent of
I don’t want to hear you say that I don’t talk enough
Or that I’m pent up
All this aggression in my head
All this attention to what I said
I can’t live like this, more drywall’s gonna feel my fists, yeah

• Hip-Hop/Rap
• Hyperpop
• Indian Hip Hop
• escape room
• experimental electronic
• underground
• Mumbai