(Verse 1) In the neon glow of the city night, He struts the streets, a vision of delight, Eyes as dark as midnight skies, A creature born of endless lies. His clothes are silk, his smile divine, Every step a perfect line, But in the glass he fades away, A shadow lost in the light of day. (Chorus) Oh, Vanity, my cruelest friend, Why can’t I see where I begin and end? A ghost in mirrors, a fading trace, Despair etched on my flawless face. (Verse 2) He's the star of every midnight ball, The envy of the creatures all, Lips as red as a crimson rose, A mystery wrapped in velvet clothes. He haunts the runways, the fashion scene, A fleeting phantom, sharp and keen, For in the glass he’s but a dream, A nightmare caught in a silver gleam. (Chorus) Oh, Vanity, my cruelest friend, Why can’t I see where I begin and end? A ghost in mirrors, a fading trace, Despair etched on my flawless face. (Bridge) In the twilight, he stands alone, A king without a throne, Cursed to wander, never to see, The reflection of his own beauty. His heart beats cold, a rhythm slow, In the moon's soft, spectral glow, He longs to touch what he can't perceive, A life where he’s truly believed. (Breakdown) (Final Chorus) Oh, Vanity, my cruelest friend, Why can’t I see where I begin and end? A ghost in mirrors, a fading trace, Despair etched on my flawless face. (Outro) So he walks, forever bound, A silent scream without a sound, In the night where he remains, A prince of shadows, lost in vain. Oh, Vanity, you take your toll, On this lonely, empty soul, A figure draped in sorrow’s lace, Forever seeking his own face.
