Lyrics Kids - Style of Eye, Sophia Somajo

Kids

I’m wondering what is up with kids nowadays
You’re all so deep, unique and interesting
Suffering poets with a fashion sense
Free hand tattoo with a misspelled name
Everyone’s special the exact same way
You live your life on a Facebook page
Kids just wanna be in
Don’t know what it is but you’re part of it
You are the cool kids
You are the «you know fucking who» kids
Kids just wanna be in
Don’t know what it is but you’re part of it
You are the cool kids
You are the «you know fucking who» kids
I’m wondering what is up with kids around here
You’re trying so damn hard to come off weird
You bought your image in package deal
Generic hipster got no sex appeal
You’re so authentic, yeah, you’re oh, so real
You hurt yourself today to see if you still feel
Come down, baby come down
Buy another vintage
Reject another feel
Pop another pill
Make a deal with the devil
Wear your high heels tonight and come closer to heaven
Let a doctor waste some time on you
Let him cut you open and
Drip another drop into the well of a bruise
For beauty, eh', alright then, hope your wishes came true
Post another pic, I wanna see that cappuccino
Look at you, looking lost, little human
Kids just wanna be in
Don’t know what it is but you’re part of it
You are the cool kids
You are the «you know fucking who» kids
Kids just wanna be in
Don’t know what it is but you’re part of it
You are the cool kids
You are the «you know fucking who» kids