State Lines - Garages lyrics

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State Lines - Garages lyrics

There's a boy with all his eggs in a basket, woven tight If there's an "us" it's sure to end tonight It's just the way you say such words with conviction Yet escape my animosity or focused hate I guess that's my demise I'm losing all credibility, in my humility, in this garage I'm losing all credibility, in my humility, in these garages All I wanted was to be known, to have a status to call my own All I wanted was to leave a mark Did I become your laughingstock? I'm losing all credibility, in my humility, in this garage I'm losing all credibility, in my humility, in these garages