In a world of glamour, where the spotlight gleams,
Egos shine bright like the finest of seams.
They strut down the avenue, in their designer shoes,
With labels on their sleeves, they've got nothing to lose.
It's a game of status, a race to the top,
Where wallets run deep and egos won't stop.
They'll flash their Gucci, their Prada, and more,
In this world of vanity, that's the score.
Vanity, oh vanity, it's the name of the game,
Where brands are like badges, they wear to proclaim.
From Chanel to Versace, they flaunt their gold chains,
In this world of luxury, where nothing remains.
They're sippin' on champagne, in their penthouse view,
With Louis Vuitton luggage, and a Rolex or two.
They'll talk about Hermes, with a flick of their hair,
In this world of excess, they've got not a care.
It's a show of opulence, a parade of wealth,
Where envy runs deep and comparisons delve.
They'll drop names like Balmain and YSL,
In this game of vanity, they'll never quell.
Vanity, oh vanity, it's the name of the game,
Where brands are like badges, they wear to proclaim.
From Chanel to Versace, they flaunt their gold chains,
In this world of luxury, where nothing remains.
But behind the facade, there's a yearning for more,
Than just labels and logos, they're searching for sure.
For true beauty lies not in what's bought or sold,
But in kindness and love, worth more than gold.
Vanity, oh vanity, it's a fleeting charade,
Where possessions and labels begin to fade.
From Fendi to Armani, they'll all soon degrade,
In this world of vanity, where true worth is made.