Collar Up - Kate Miller

Pulling my collar up,

I’m heading back home

Somehow I become a statue of chrome

I move alone

Pulling my collar up,

Flick of the me all nice

The streets turn to gold,

Through the pavement cracks

There’s a blood red rose

Giving a hope,

Pulling my collar up Oooh, listen to this teenage wastin'

Don’t want no one to hold my hand,

Pulling my collar up This is where I reset, I plan my escape

Put it down on cassette that I would keep safe

The horizon will wait

Pulling my collar up Oooh, listen to this teenage wasted

Don’t want no one to hold my hand,

Pulling my collar up Oooh, listen to this teenage wasted

Don’t want no one to hold my hand,

Pulling my collar up Pulling my collar up Pulling my collar

Pulling my collar up Pulling my collar

Oooh, listen to this teenage wasted

Don’t want no one to hold my hand,

Pulling my collar up Oooh, listen to this teenage wasted

Don’t want no one to hold my hand,

Pulling my collar up