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I don't want to go outNot for fear of being ridiculedBut for fear of having nothing to talk aboutBecause for meA patronizing word of maliceCan be no worseThan absolute subterranean silenceOnce I was a young boyAnd it was acceptable to be coyStill now that you can count the rings around my eyesI haven't the heart to fraternizeI don't want to stay homeNo, I don't want to remain aloneAnd let this sickening sadness devour meBecause it has beforeBut those times were just an alibiFor an otherwise honest consortOr so I thoughtOnce I was a young boyAnd it was deemed acceptable to be coyStill, now that you can count the rings around my eyesI haven't the heart to fraternizeOnce I was... Aus Songtexte Mania