Pretty Things Songtext
von FEiN

I stand, naked waiting for my sickly body to take shape
Don′t look, I'm still getting ready,
All my happiness just a year away
I spend all my weekend hours grazing through the shadows,
Still no luck
I stand, neck deep in the water as it rises up, yeah, it rises up

Oh, all my friends are interesting, photogenic, pretty things
Can′t help showin' it off
And all my friends are happy with their skinny little bodies
Can't make sense of it all


I sweat, runnin′, baby, runnin′
Plastic picket fences line my sight
Tonight (gotta) gotta hit the treadmill,
Gotta burn that body make it (pop, pop, pop, pop!)

Particles, peculiar vector grown muscles
Dehydrate, accentuate my soft abdomen

Oh, all my friends are interesting, photogenic pretty things
Can't help showin′ it off
And all my friends are happy with their skinny little bodies
Can't make sense of it all

All my friends are interesting, photogenic pretty things
Can′t help showin' it off
And all my friends are happy with their skinny little bodies
Can′t make sense of it all


Oh, all my friends are interesting, photogenic pretty things
Can't help showin' it off
And all my friends are happy with their skinny little bodies
Can′t make sense of it all