Place We Were Made - Maisie Peters

Saturday night, living the dream

Ordering drinks with your brother’s ID

Pretending we like someone’s girlfriends band

Put on our boots, carry our heels

Stumbling home over the field

Gin from a bottle stolen from her dad

You smoke to choke the feeling

'Til the walls don’t meet the ceiling

All we talk about is leaving

All that I know is

No matter how far away

This is the place we were made

I know every streetlight

And maybe the colours will fade

This is the place we were made

By the late nights and fires on the beach

Made by the small town secrets we’d keep

All that I know is

No matter how far away

This is the place we were made

Painting our face, straighten my hair

Wait for the bus, take us somewhere

Anywhere, as far away from home

We’re playing poker down in a shed

Talking about boys, now we call ex

Freezing cold and we don’t even know

You smoke to choke the feeling

'Til the walls don’t meet the ceiling

All we talk about is leaving

All that I know is

No matter how far away

This is the place we were made

I know every streetlight

And maybe the colours will fade

This is the place we were made

By the late nights and fires on the beach

Made by the small town secrets we’d keep

All that I know is

No matter how far away

This is the place we were made

All that I know is

No matter how far away

This is the place we were made

I know every streetlight

And maybe the colours will fade

This is the place we were made

By the late nights and the fires on the beach

Made by the small town secrets we’d keep

All that I know is

No matter how far away

This is the place we were made