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We're supposed to think we know everything in our twentiesAnd nothing in our thirties.I knew nothing then, nothing now, and everything never.Everyone around me is so confident above their skin.What happens when they're alone drawing a bath?Burning candles, toes curled around a great bookBlood drips from the night's paper cuts and washes down the drain.Only the face of the moon peers inHidden beneath thrift store finds, browns and grays,Blacks and blues, with name brand tennis shoes.Hidden beneath thrift store finds, browns and grays,Blacks and blues, with name brand tennis shoes.Watching punk rock shows with your arms crossedYour movement barely visibleEyes flashing around the room.Reading the ironic tees, falling short of lossDon't you, no don't you dare move forward.Is your head still in the game?Liquid courage in my stomach.But my throat's dry and mind is awryI'm singing this song, despite my attempt, I'm just like you.Catty and Batty wearing browns and grays,Blacks and blues, with name brand tennis shoes.Catty and Batty wearing browns and grays,Blacks and blues, with name brand tennis shoes. Aus Songtexte Mania