Theme From Becky Lyrics - Everybody Down - Kate Tempest

She was a smart kid 

Smart girl, soft eyes 

Took in a hard world and saw it 

Fast forward 

She's moving for money in bars full of tourists 

She's moved up to massage 

She's happy, she's in charge 

Talking to clients 

Adoring the silence 

Of after the session 

Her and the night air 

How to be more than the sum of your parts? 

She knows how they see her but they don't know half 

I never wanted to be anybody other 

Than the person that I am 

And the things that I discovered 

In the circles that I ran 

Have been difficult and humbling 

Some don't understand 

But I'm happiest when struggling 

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She's not reluctant to touch 

It's the one thing 

That must bring us closer together 

It's such an important endeavour 

To feel tender 

She can't believe there are some 

Who have never been held in their lives 

Eight months in a boardroom 

Three on the motorway 

One in a small room 

Watching the dawn loom large over grey bricks 

It's not sordid, it's sacred 

To open them up to the warmth 

Of her nature; it's ancient 

She don't wanna do it forever 

But let's face it 

Wages are fucked 

And rent is outrageous 

Some might say that she's being degraded 

But she makes her own mind up 

Knows her own morals 

She don't care 'bout how most people see it 

One man's certain is another man's squabble 

Life's to be lived 

Not agreed with 

She's making her living 

And she's making it safely 

Better than slaving away in an office 

Or killing herself to fill some boss's pockets 

Working for peanuts and making them conkers 

I never wanted to be anybody other 

Than the person that I am 

And the things that I discovered 

In the circles that I ran 

Have been difficult and humbling 

Some don't understand 

But I'm happiest when struggling 

Well all of us walk to our own beat 

And each person's rhythm is unique 

You can't hear somebody's tune 

If you count in your time 

You must count their time 

To enjoy how their mind 

Makes its music 

She fell in love with a suitor 

His name was Pete and while she was at work 

He got stoned and watched snooker 

And when she got home he cooked food for them both 

They were happy and close 

But she could feel it pulling at the threads of their tapestry 

Unravelling all that he knew to be true 

He's the type to say, 'This is reality' 

He finds it very hard to alter his view 

But, gradually 

She has felt less and less certain 

That his understanding would stretch 

And now she's got to justify all her decisions 

But he doesn't listen, just gets upset 

But she, in her wisdom, is ready to try 

She thinks of his feelings 

She kisses his neck in the evenings 

Tells him, for them she's a sweet thing 

In-between meetings 

But he has her depth and the whole of her 

But when he's holding her hand 

It feels less like her hand 

And more like his hand 

And when he's kissing her face 

It feels less like her face 

And more like his face 

She's become displaced 

Is she herself? 

Or is she the girl that he wants her to be? 

She tells him, 'I don't want to hurt you 

But your judgements are heavy 

And they're hurting me.' 

I never wanted to be anybody other 

Than the person that I am 

And the things that I discovered 

In the circles that I ran 

Have been difficult and humbling 

Some don't understand 

But I'm happiest when struggling