Am
I’m so tired of the blogging 
                           Dm
Yeah, I’m so tired of them bothering
                             E
This thing called modern generation 
                            Am
Is born of life of constant logging
                      Am
Yeah, I’m so tired of opinions 
                       Dm
And all the shadow equitation
                         E
I call the local weather station 
                                  Am
It’s raining bullshit through the nation

   Dm
So go, get far
                           Am
It comes a message from an empty heart
Dm
Go, get far
                          E
Tweet it, tweet it little star.

Am
Plastic faces, plastic words
Dm                              C
We’re all living in our plastic world
                     G
And we are caught in mud
Am
Plastic faces, plastic fools
Dm                          C
God was sure misunderstood, aha
                G
In this plastic world

                            Am
This is a world with people starving
                              Dm
Young people dying, bombs are falling
                      E
We do our party conversations
                          Am
About our make-up and foundation
                            Am
And all this talk about the fashion
                         Dm
Is such a western life obsession
                                E
Who’s in, who’s out, who bloody cares?
                             Am
I just close my eyes and disappear

   Dm
So go, get far
                           Am
It comes a message from an empty heart
Dm
Go, get far
                          E
Tweet it, tweet it little star.


Am
Plastic faces, plastic words
Dm                              C
We’re all living in our plastic world
                     G
And we are caught in mud
Am
Plastic faces, plastic fools
Dm                          C
God was sure misunderstood, aha
                G
In this plastic world
                Am
In this plastic world