Lyrics Pretty People - Shaman's Harvest, Clint Lowery

Pretty People

Bring in the animals, yeah
The kind you ain’t gonna tame will ya, baby?
You’re caught in a cage
You lost the difference between pleasure and pain
(But ain’t you pretty)
You want the world and its soul (You want it)
Devour and bury the bones
But your vanity comes with a price
That you don’t pay
Settle down, wear it out
I swear I hate the pretty people
Burn down the false idols, oh yeah
The darling ones and the fetish babies
Did you lose the rage
That put you up on top this arrogant stage?
(And you deserve it 'cause you’re so fucking pretty)
You want the world and its soul (You want it)
Devour and bury the bones
But your vanity comes with a price
That you don’t pay
Settle down, wear it out
I swear I hate the pretty people
Settle down, wear it out
I swear I hate the pretty people
What a catching affliction
Don’t you need the attention
Oh, the lengths that you’ll go to
Just so everyone loves you
(But they love you 'cause you’re pretty)
You want the world and its soul (You want it)
Devour and bury the bones
But your vanity comes with a price
That you don’t pay
Settle down, wear it out
I swear I hate the pretty people
Settle down, wear it out
I swear I hate the pretty people
Oh, the lengths that you’ll go to
So they’ll love you
Settle down, wear it out
I swear I hate the pretty people