Somethings trapped inside
Twisting all in sight
I know that something's wrong
Write it in a song
Nothing's what I speak
Silence isn't weak
Truth I know is wrong
Write it in a song
And if I were to say the words
All would be undone
So I'll scream incoherently
Into a microphone
And you'll look dead into my eyes,
the words will pass right through
And I would do anything
To disguise the truth
I am just afraid
of the words I'd say
Words that only harm
written in a song
Clutch the empty space
between us every day
I know that this is wrong
My instinct's always wrong
And if I were to say the words
All would be undone
So I'll scream incoherently
Into a microphone
And you'll look dead into my eyes,
words will pass right through
And I would do anything
To disguise the truth
written in a song
Write it in a song
After all, it's just a song.
After all, it's just a song.
After all, it's just a song.
A new track from Pretty Matty finds the band in top form, delivering clean yet crunchy hook-laden power pop with trademark high energy. Bandcamp New & Notable Sep 25, 2020
Three songs from this raucous New Zealand group that prove punk still has teeth and isn’t afraid to lunge and bite. Bandcamp New & Notable Aug 31, 2019