Pretty Genius - No-Man

Feel the miracle every day,

Count the numbers fill the cup.

Every move in every way.

Every move is built on blood.

Go find your brightest colors,

Tear all your curtains down.

Don’t hide beneath the covers.

Don’t sit around, don’t face the ground.

Pretty genius.

You could lose your little mind

Never knowing what to find.

You could lose your little mind

Staring blind into the light.

Go find your brightest colors,

Tear all your curtains down.

Take heed of diet mothers.

Don’t sit around, don’t face the ground

Pretty genius.

Pretty genius,

Pretty genius.