1. |
EMF
01:58
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I’ve been bitchy since Tuesday
Filled with murderous hate
Eating skittles for breakfast
Getting stoned to behave
Get down on your knees and pray that I don’t start to freak
I’d hate to spot when I should bleed
I’d hate to cut you down for free
I go to work
I come home
I got to work
BLOW
Simple things should lead, not just appeasing to my needs
But I can not control the speed in which I lose it on your greed
I got to work
I come home
I got to work
BLOW
Trying to keep myself in check// impossible
Trying not to be a cunt// impossible
Trying not to slit my neck// impossible
Trying to regulate my breathe// impossible
I go to work
I come home
I got to work
No fuck this, I’m not performing for this crap,I just want to smoke weed and pet my fucking cat and stay home
Screw this!
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2. |
Rubber Shoes
01:41
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Then shit got a little fucking crazy
Saw it from the start
Late nights on the Bart
All me
All me
Went away to school
Thought you would be cool
All me
All me
You don’t get the best of me
Black and tan and unforseen
You would pull me far away
But now I’ve left you, dumped I’d say
I can’t be here anymore
Trapped and bared behind these floors
Running down the steps I see that
You’re not running after me
Saw it from the start
Late nights on the Bart
All me
All me
Went away to school
Thought you would be cool
All me
All me
Then you got a little fucking crazy
Break away from unsafe space
I can see the blood it takes
Tripped and fell on your sharp rocks
I am too scary not to cause
Death could come this easy too, cause yes
I’m not considered you
I will leave you on your own
Cause I should never take you home
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3. |
Cut Tongues
02:08
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With my help
You will see
I don’t think there’s anything
Left to say, left a hold of me
Chasing you around, has left me sick and drunken to your sounds
Begging from your hands and knees
I can see, I’ve out grown you
Leaving you, tied my shoes, I’m gone
With my help
You will see
That it’s time to let go of you and me
I don’t want to be apart of something sick and twisted
I want to be someone who is understood and missed
You can’t be the one who constantly, puts me down and tells me that I’m dumb and fat and stupid
Fuck you cupid
They will bring you rainbows Jonny
No one sees you Pretty Jonny
I will leave you not for nothing
Your mother won’t see me coming
I will give you all the signals
Blind you with my diamond rings
I’ll take you down for everything
I’ll leave you dead, cause I killed Jonny
Mouth to mouth
Cheek to cheek
Some of you will try to stay
Nothing will be worth the wait
I will leave with both legs
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4. |
Paid Drinks
02:01
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Burn, bright, desires x 3
Burn bright
Little fingers, all over me
Good luck there
Coming back
Out of reach
From the team
Welcome back
Man’s red fire
With his gun
It’s time to run
Burn Bright
Right in the hole
You buried me
You are alone
Man’s red fire x 2
Earth’s desires
It’s my attire
Attracting you closer
And closer as you’re breathing down my neck
And finally I fucking
Explode
Torn apart
Pink insides
Pill in drinks
Left
Aired nights
Decomposed
Virgin Brides
STOP
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5. |
Rochester
01:57
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I’m a leave you
I’m a leave you
I’m a leave you there
I’m a leave you
In Rochester
It was late at night
No one was around
You left my by the river
You’re the one who drowned
I’m a leave you
I’m a leave you
I’m a leave you there
I’m a leave you
In Rochester
You don’t know the difference
Between a slut or whore
Either fucking one
Would have left you before
And then I realized
From their closet
I am free now
From your toxins
I’m a leave you
I’m a leave you there
I’m a leave you there
In Rochester
I’m going to leave you to die in fucking New York State
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6. |
Grey Sue
03:12
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Let me
Break it
Break away
Grinding stones
Altered facts
Fucking waste
Tempered rage
Flowing through
Day to day
Guns are toys
In our pleasured treasured ways
Paint paint paint me out
No need to talk to you anymore
Filled it out the white script on my floor
40 pills could it it be, be enough
So I can sleep the pink sleep
And be soft
Paint paint paint me out
Nothing is forever
We know
40 pills should sever
We know
Easy is for losers
We know
Let them make their choices
Your way
Let us pray to the highest, highest powers
Could have saved,
Save your soul
Sues no coward
First thoughts of the days are the hardest to escape
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7. |
Could Have Said So
03:29
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I know that somewhere deep inside you
Is someone that I will never see
I know that it feels like forever
Cause I know that you are not believed
I know that hollowed and dark feeling
That comes from the spaces in between
I know the creatures all around you
And I know that you are not free
I know I’m feeling raw and faithful
Searching for ghosts of you and me
I know that these parts are entangled
And I know that you hate me
I know the pitfall of disguises
That take you far away from seen
I know the mirror at your center
And I know that it reflects your needs
Could have said could have said could have said
I know
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PRETTYBOY Toronto, Ontario
PRETTYBOY is a four-piece bratty punk, grunge influenced band from Toronto, ON. They are the unspoken angst inside everyones head. Highlighted by catchy chord progressions and consenting light slaps to the face, these women just do what they want!
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