Pathetic, Pretty

I haven't slept in thirteen days
All my weekends waste away
Will this album get me laid

Just because i'm no one now
Doesn't mean i make no sound
Got a question goes around
Am i rough or am i tumble

You have nothing to do with
Me and her so take a number
You are just a whiny bitch

Oh you say i can't play rock
What do you hear it isn't soft
Hear the crunch up in your face
You're not rough and you're not tumble

I wanna scream up in your face
Be prepared you'd better brace
Oh you fill me up with rage
You are so pathetic, pretty
Leave this mother fucking city



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Writer(s): Ava Christovich
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