Pretty Machines - Parquet Courts

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