Sam Fender - Poundshop Kardashians lyrics
[Sam Fender - Poundshop Kardashians lyrics]
Beautiful people devoid of emotion
Sterilised, pedicured, pedigrees and mankind
Thick as fuck and soulless
I no longer fear genocide
It’s gonna end, from what I reckon
As I puke my guts up all over the decking
'Cause the square reeks of plastic action men
And Poundshop Kardashians
How am I supposed to change it?
If I can’t see the wood for the trees?
How am I supposed to change it?
If I can’t see the wood for the trees?
Oh there’s an orange-faced baby at
The wheel of the ship
Doing donuts in the car park
We watch as it all falls apart
We idolise idiots
Masturbate to their sex tapes
We love them we hate them
We want to see them fall from grace
We laugh at them dishevelled
On the front page of The Mail
Then grab ourselves a pitchfork and
Go in for the kill together light vigils
Eulogise them on the Internet
When they top themselves
When they couldn’t take it no more
How am I supposed to change it?
If I can’t see the wood for the trees?
How am I supposed to change it?
If I can’t see the wood for the trees?
And how are we supposed to change it?
When we can’t see the wood for the, trees?
When we can’t see the wood for the, trees?
If we can’t see the wood for the, trees?