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We're supposed to think we know everything in our twenties
And 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 book
Blood drips from the night's paper cuts and washes down the drain.

Only the face of the moon peers in
Hidden 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 crossed
Your movement barely visible
Eyes flashing around the room.
Reading the ironic tees, falling short of loss
Don'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 awry
I'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.