Pretty Waste EP

by Max Miller

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released September 2, 2016

Written and Performed by Max Miller

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Pretty Waste Cello by Jacob Cohen

Pretty Waste Choir:
Mallory Feuer
Ray Brown
Luke Kelly
Joanna Kelly
Giovanni Colantonio
Zack Daniel

Engineered and Mixed by Ben Rice at Degraw Sound (www.degrawsound.com)

Mastered by Jeff Gudenrath (audioIntegritymastering.com)

Art by Dina Levy (www.instagram.com/dina.inks/)

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Track Name: Pretty Waste
Love is a disease
I'm not immune to it
but you will not find me on OK Cupid
frozen peas 'tween my legs
I have to keep it down
cuz this can only end with you wearing a frown
and me in despair, grasping at what ain't there in my chest
I'm obsessed with keeping it empty
envy, just another word not in my dictionary
I don't wanna dictate your life to something fictionary
takes two to tango
but soon you get tangled
running around tripping over yourself
me I like velcro
just quick stick and then go
take off the shoes put 'em back on the shelf
you say lonely, I say stress free
in the grand scheme of things you were really...

Just another pretty waste of time.

When I look at you I don't just see your face
I see everything up until the last day
first it'll be awesome, then it'll be tough
after a while, enough'll be enough
and then we break up
slap in the face it's time to wake up
I knew this would happen and I still couldn't save us
feeling so lame just a bit ashamed,
I opened myself up and then you spilled me
nearly killed me! but I can't take it personally
cuz you coulda been anyone, I coulda been anyone
it'd end up the same, who is who it doesn't matter
me, I'm just trying to break away from the pattern
is it too much to ask to wanna walk my own path?
Why get on a plane that's headed straight for a crash?

cuz it's just another pretty waste of time.

and I think love's a disease
and I'm just trying to stay clean

wake up for what?
get dressed for what?
go out for what?
and further it goes
why should I try to impress all the rest
with my title or house or the style of my clothes
cuz there's only two types of homes in the end:
a jar or six feet into the ground
screaming and trying to fight for our lives we go
into a vacuum where there is no sound
and maybe this journey so bleak and predictable
is that much easier with a +1
but when I'm with you I feel weak and so miserable!
no need to justify, I am just done

I link arms instead, with all of my friends, as we march ever onwards-
until the end

cuz it's just another pretty waste of time.