Garages Songtext
von State Lines

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 and my humility in this garage
I′m losing all credibility and 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 laughing stock?

I'm losing all credibility and my humility in this garages
I′m losing all credibility and my humility in these garages
I'm losing all credibility and my humility in these garages
I′m losing all credibility and my humility in these garages