Why do I feel so alone in a crowd of people I know?
Is it wrong to feel so insecure and so unappealing?
Why walk around in disguise with a fake grin on my face?
What would it prove? What would I gain? I'd still feel so out of place
Damned if I do, damned if I don't
But I won't turn out like you
Damned if I do, damned if I don't
But I won't turn out like you
Midlife crisis at the age of twenty-two, who knew?
I need some answers 'cross the street
And down the avenue I stopped
For the woman and paid five bucks
Got my palm read and she said
You shouldn't be smiling, boy
This life line says you are already dead
Just keep on moving forward, never turning back
With every step ahead I take, they pull me two steps back
They pull me two steps back
Damned if I do, damned if I don't
But I won't turn out like you
Damned if I do, damned if I don't
But I won't turn out like you

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