Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Pretty Machines, artist - Parquet Courts. Album song Content Nausea, in the genre Инди
Date of issue: 10.11.2014
Record label: Rough Trade, What's Your Rupture?
Song language: English
Pretty Machines |
Ah, moonlight |
It’s hard to believe it |
And it’s harder to need it |
But so easily wanted |
Pretty machines |
Expensive magazines |
I’ve been tricked into buying quite a number of things |
Yeah, bullshit and dreams |
Urban ease, it means I always leave taunted |
And you think you’re a modern person |
You think that you can ignore |
Silent isolation, my emancipations |
In the same place you get yours |
Oh, whiskey sips are piling while my secrets escaped |
In the skyline of hell there are no fire escapes |
Punk songs, I thought that they were different |
And I thought that they could end it |
No, no it was a deception |
Well, the number of tears |
And the number of beers were dried out and accounted |
For a number of years |
But these days I fear that my window was just a reflection |
Still, you think that you’re not a servant |
You think that you can avoid |
The stylish institution, worshiping illusions |
Things you thought you could destroy |
Oh, crowded loud and crimson was my view from the pit |
I was wild, I was weird, I was shackled to it |
One time, it’s so easy the fourth time |
But this side of the shoreline, we’ve already recovered |
Pretty machines |
Expensive routines |
Butted and obstructed quite a number of things |
Believe me, it’s harder to feel |
These days it’s harder to suffer |
And you think you’re a modern person |
Think you can watch something change |
And move on without you |
Side by side with doubt you |
Listen to the world exchange |
Oh, conversation starters over various meets |
In the skyline of hell where the tired retreat |