[Lyric] Rough Trade (Bryony Atkinson)

Drawn like a page, trying to
Find a clue, finding your first tattoo. Trying to
Climb like your age. 'till your un
Strap your clues. Trying to not be you
Um. Yeah

Out like rough trade. Trials are
Trailing you. Trying to find a clue. Lyin' to
Get your buffet. Thinking you're
Overdue. Trying to not be you
Um. Yeah

There's someone near the mic now who
Wants to take you for a ride. Breath is so whiny
Their heart is so shiny

Spill off the stage. Nothin' to
Fall into. Somethin' to put you through. Sorry some
Times, so you say something to
Pass out to, something so overdue
Um. Yeah
Here's someone near the bed now who
Wants to see what is inside. Who
Wants to see who is inside. A
Sweetheart's engagement, of boredom's invasion

So you, so you, so you