The Braces - Scratches | Текст песни

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• The Braces
• Scratches

How was I supposed to know
I was a knife at a gunfight, the new kid at last week's show?
I'm sure you've seen it all
I thought if someone could listen, at least I won't be alone

I am juggling identities
I am scratching at a scratch on the surface
I am sick of picking different scenes
and still feeling like I've already heard this

I was young, I was angry
I grew up but nothing could change me

Oh 23, why do I find hope in all the wrong places?
I'm a scratched cd, repeating mistakes on a regular basis

I am fighting with old enemies
My dissent is a fact with a purpose
I am sick of looking after things
That have stopped looking after me, I'm a courtesy

I was young, I was angry
I grew up but nothing could change me

Black Eye Makeup

I saw you at the show, you looked right through me
To the bar and told me that the frontman was calling your name,
Hey! I didn't realize you were friends with a rockstar

So get it out, let me be honest
a few tattoo's and a fan base is all it takes to get you to spread your legs
I know that I'm not that important,
but I thought that maybe you had better taste, now I see you're the same.

I bet when I have a name you'll call me and tell me you've changed
and all I'll hear, all I will hear is:
"blah blah blah blah blah blah blah I'm a piece of shit"