Lyrics Pretty Hate - Vision Of Disorder

Pretty Hate

I’ll chew you up and spit you out
I’ll build you up and break you down
My love…
And out it came, out came the shot
I’ll chew you up and spit ou out
I’ll build you up and break you down
My love…
You’re so pretty… Hate…
I think I got my mind made up
I think I got it right
But twisted words, empty boxes
The flowers that died
They died
All is said, all is done, all is gone
Most terrible thing
That i’ve ever seen
Brown eyed girl, lost in a brown dream
You’re so pretty… Hate…
I think I got my mind made up
I think I got it right
But twisted words, empty boxes
The flowers that died
They died
I’ll chew you up and spit you out
I’ll build you up and break you down…
You’re so pretty… Hate…