Yeah, it gets weird sometimes. I forget how small this town is.
One says, “Hey you look familiar.” The other says, “I live here too.”
Sometimes when I close my eyes I can feel like I built a fortress.
Nobody’s allowed inside, it’s a sty, but that’s what I’m used to now.
I guess I’m stuck in my own way of dealin’ with agoraphobia.
Yeah, I wear a mask sometimes even though I know it’s illegal.
It makes it easy to grin and to bear. I’m in trouble for dealin’ but that’s all right.
Sometimes, when I close my eyes, I remember I built a fortress.
Nobody is allowed inside, it’s a pit, but that’s what I’m used to now.