Pretty Face

Relax your pretty face

Fall in the shadows from afar

We roamed around these streets from the seats of

Stolen cars

The man who took the high road

Serves the low to a troubled few

Cuz it'd be pain and suffering if I suffered

Without you

You laid there on New Year's

Your lips were turning blue

I screamed and prayed and swung my fists

To beat the life back through

I never thought on different paths we'd cycle back

Around

I never thought I'd see you fall and stay there on the

Ground

Relax your pretty face boy

The pain has left you

The pain has left you now

The pain has left you