Pretty Faces Lyrics

Well it's getting to the point where I'm afraid of my phone

Social media toxic I'm preaching each to their own

But there's so many different people in the world going stupid

I'm just tryna find myself it's a nuisance with this music you can

Look into yourself and find the truth to your being

I mean I see something sexy but idk what I'm seeing

You think your better than me? well shit you better believe it

I draw the breath from which I speak shit it prolly conceived Jesus

I see a million motherfuckers go and get recognized

And think that means something I know that don't mean nothing

In life it's confrontation with some face to face relation

Been so stuck up in my head can't have a fucking conversation

It's driving me insane define the meaning and live it up

I'm sick of trying sick and tired I'm sick of giving up

Reminisce the days of baseball and blue Asics

Artificial smiles fake people with pretty faces

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All I ever see is all Ill ever be so

Catch me on my way to the place I originated

Shit these distant ideologies I hate are stimulating

Discombobulating fake as a plate of some vegan

bacon

All this time that I've been wasting is crazy I make em wait

Like could you recognize what I see in a pretty face?

Like if you closed your eyelids could you feel what I'm feeling

I show the children what's the deal exposing what their concealing

And that's whats genuine smiles are often what's overlooked now

One of these days I'll drops the games and read a book now

All we want is change but all these changes feel the same

Wish you'd stop following trends and focus on ya own thang

A smile with some motive gets you all you could imagine

An Atlas of masters and kings we call them bastards

Basking in the moment know the sadness only passing

So flip that frown around tie your laces and make it happen

Lets make it happen!

We could make it all happen

We could make it all happen

We could make it all happen

Oh I'm a mess of emotions toes testing the ocean

Grow the moola off the menu cold turkey the hostess

Crow flies over the city way I make my decisions

I wish I'd take the time to think and try to mind my own business

But Im barely awake to what I'm seeing in front front of me

In my eyes she be pretty but in my mind shit get ugly

At the function sipping Burgundy wine through foriein ivory

I just pass the time live my life and make it mine

Making mistakes in pride know various ways of coping

On the road til it's over Jehovah wrote it in a omen

Now the homies going crazy more clarity couldn't change him

My mind be trippin daily insanely devastation

Collapsing on top the weight of this bar this I raise

These mixed emotions got my contemplations

sounding the same

So now my baby makes it obvious there's no one to blame

I'm sitting waiting on a moment or the sound of a train (I'm gone)