Poltergeists Lyrics – Sam Fender

This is where I make my stand
In the corner of the hotel room with a receiver in one hand
Holdin’ on to the waning sound
Of a crackled voice on a dodgy line

With a stomach full of piss-cheap wine
There’s one last drink to sink with you
Before these f#ckers want me through
I haven’t been the best of men

Morality is an evolving thing
I can blame the times, I can blame the weeks
I can blame the things that we sow as kids
I’m a waster darling, and I’ll tell it straight

With all my failures on a plate
She picks at them, doesn’t chew
And spits them out for me to view
This place is full of poltergeists

And tonight I’ll join them when I die
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Sam Fender Lyrics – Poltergeists

Sam Fender

Poltergeists