The Lives They Wish They Had

Oi! What are you doing? Nobody, I repeat, nobody gives a shit The lives they wish they had The lives they wish they had The lives they wish they had The lives they wish they had Poolside-poses, but don't fall in You'll remove the golden glow from your otherwise pasty skin An HD self-portrait, sucking on a cigar Leaning on the bonnet of your rented motor car Stamped on your forehead: "approach with caution" I've grown my muscles to an intimidating proportion And I'm not done yet, nah, watch this space By the time I'm finished, the whole damn world will know this fucking face The lives they wish they had (Taking pictures of) The lives they wish they had (Dreaming sweetly of) The lives they wish they had (They're never happy with) The lives they wish they had Monday morning and your eyes are glazed The weekend-warrior come weekday-slave Fabrications about your past And self-made titles, the kind that just don't last So what exactly were you trying to say When you put your latest purchases on public display? Is it praise you're after? Or is it something more? Like a desperate need for acceptance that you just can't ignore The lives they wish they had (Taking pictures of) The lives they wish they had (Dreaming sweetly of) The lives they wish they had (They're never happy with) The lives they wish they had Popularity Online currency Insularity Everybody follow me In the iron age of darkness everyone's a fucking artist Everyone has got something to say Slaves! Slaves! Slaves!