Poltergeists (Explicit) - Sam Fender
Lyrics by：Sam Fender
Composed by：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 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**kers want me through
I haven't been the best of men
Morality is an evolving thing
I can blame the time I can blame the weeks
I can blame the things that we sowed as kids
I'm and I'll tell it straight
With all my failures on a platе
She pictures them and truе
And spits them out for me to view
This place is full of poltergeists
And tonight I'll join them when I die
