Supermarché - King Krule

Bleeding into the brains of

Your cat, small fish, dog

She lays at night

(Right by the speeding light)

Seeping through the bolts and cogs

Of these machines of fog

That we sit inside

(They sit inside)

Young man turnin' in on himself

Felt the horror through her

Let go

Let go

Let go

Another pair of eyes

Let go

To see they sacrifices

He’s creepin' 'round the aisles of

The supermarket mall

(Shut the door, shut the)

(Let them burn, it sets you free)

Freeing from the battlefields

Young children with shields

Of love

Of love

We have to rise above

(Enough's enough’s enough’s enough)

(Enough's enough’s enough)

(Enough's enough’s enough’s enough)

(Enough's enough, enough’s enough)

What’s your worth?

(Hahaha, fuck all that, man)