When I first heard this song, it made me think of all the obvious secret society love fraud handlers that have been sent my way. I actually did get tricked pretty hard back in 2016 but that’s how I continued to figure out the games that have been played against me since at least the 90s. Looking back, I do see that I have been sent a few handlers and I did fall for their tricks for a time.
I must say, I can’t understand why I’ve gotten so much of the downside of “success” and so little of the upside. It is forcing me to wonder what is going on. What does the crime empire know about me and for how long have they known it? It keeps appearing that I am the last to learn who I am and what I am doing here.
"Pretty Boys" lyrics
Look into my lens
Give me all you got
Work it for me, baby
Let me take my best shot
Meet the pretty boys
A line of bicycles for hire
Objects of desire
Working for the squire
You can look, but you'd better not touch
Cause here come the pretty boys
They gonna set your world on fire
Objects of desire
Preaching to the choir
They can talk, but they never say much
Strike another pose
Try to feel the light
Hey, the camera loves you
Don't put up a fight
There go the pretty boys
A row of cottages for rent
For your main event
They're what the angels sent
You can look, but you'd better not touch
Look into my lens
Try to feel the light
Hey, the camera loves you
It's gonna be alright
Oh, here come the pretty boys
A line of bicycles for hire
Objects of desire
When they're working for the squire
You can look, but you'd better not touch
The pretty boys (you'd better not touch)
The pretty boys (but you'd better not touch)
The pretty boys