Wrapped Up In a Carpet
Wake up bleary eyed
junk food alibi
shower curtain dry
TV never lies
you sit next to me
hanging out on the scene
you grow up to be, who you wanted
fake tan masterplan
£50 an hour man
soften up your hands
doing what you can
you sit next to me
hanging out on the scene
you grow up to be, who you wanted
stay awake for days
listening to Maggie Mae
collapse in a supermarket
you sit next to me
hanging out on the scene
you grow up to be, who you wanted
Slippers made of glass
ugly in the dark
broken bones and hearts
keeping us apart
you sit next to me
hanging out on the scene
you grow up to be, who you wanted
Stitches on your shirt
palaces made of dirt
why I never hurt
Superman save the world
you sit next to me
hanging out on the scene
you grow up to be, who you wanted
Electric fountain speaks
thousand language each
how can we compete
living on red meat
you sit next to me
hanging out on the scene
you grow up to be, who you wanted
who you wanted to be
who you wanted to be
backseat jealous eyes
technicolor broken lies
how can I describe
people live people die
you sit next to me
hanging out on the scene
you grow up to be, who you wanted
Who you wanted to be
Who you wanted to be
junk food alibi
shower curtain dry
TV never lies
you sit next to me
hanging out on the scene
you grow up to be, who you wanted
fake tan masterplan
£50 an hour man
soften up your hands
doing what you can
you sit next to me
hanging out on the scene
you grow up to be, who you wanted
stay awake for days
listening to Maggie Mae
collapse in a supermarket
you sit next to me
hanging out on the scene
you grow up to be, who you wanted
Slippers made of glass
ugly in the dark
broken bones and hearts
keeping us apart
you sit next to me
hanging out on the scene
you grow up to be, who you wanted
Stitches on your shirt
palaces made of dirt
why I never hurt
Superman save the world
you sit next to me
hanging out on the scene
you grow up to be, who you wanted
Electric fountain speaks
thousand language each
how can we compete
living on red meat
you sit next to me
hanging out on the scene
you grow up to be, who you wanted
who you wanted to be
who you wanted to be
backseat jealous eyes
technicolor broken lies
how can I describe
people live people die
you sit next to me
hanging out on the scene
you grow up to be, who you wanted
Who you wanted to be
Who you wanted to be
Credits
Writer(s): James Cratchley, Miguel Koch, Dan White, Jonathan Samuel Lloyd
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