The Pilgrimage

I don't need to live like that no more
I have seen the writing on the wall
I can't tell you what the ending is but life is just a pilgrimage
Don't let 'em tell you how to live
These are the things that you don't need anymore
Precious one, you were made for the Pretty Pretty
Leave it behind and walk out that door
Precious one, you were made for the Pretty Pretty
You will become what you were before
Precious one, you were made for the Pretty Pretty
This is why you were born
Precious one, you were made for the Pretty Pretty
These are the things that you don't need anymore