In The Garage
Finding Solace in the Garage: A Nostalgic Haven
Lyrics
I've got a Dungeon Master's Guide
I possess a Dungeon Master's Guide
I've got a 12-sided die
I own a 12-sided die
I've got Kitty Pryde and Nightcrawler too
I have characters Kitty Pryde and Nightcrawler from X-Men
Waiting there for me, yes, I do, I do
These elements are eagerly waiting for me
I've got posters on the wall
My walls are adorned with posters
My favorite rock group KISS
KISS, my favorite rock group, is prominently featured
I've got Ace Frehley, I've got Peter Criss
Specifically, I have representations of members Ace Frehley and Peter Criss
Waiting there for me, yes, I do, I do
They await my attention
In the garage, I feel safe
The garage is my sanctuary where I feel secure
No one cares about my ways
Here, nobody judges or cares about my peculiarities
In the garage where I belong
The garage is where I truly belong
No one hears me sing this song
No one is present to hear me sing my personal song
In the garage
Emphasizing the significance of the garage as a retreat
I've got an electric guitar
I own an electric guitar
I play my stupid songs
I use it to play my self-described "stupid" songs
I write these stupid words
I write the lyrics, which I acknowledge as "stupid" as well
And I love every one
Despite their perceived simplicity, I cherish each creation
Waiting there for me, yes, I do, I do
These musical creations also patiently await my attention
In the garage, I feel safe
Again, the garage serves as a haven where I feel secure
No one cares about my ways
My idiosyncrasies are accepted without judgment
In the garage where I belong
The garage is my true place of belonging
No one hears me sing this song
No one is there to hear my private song
In the garage
Reiteration of the importance of the garage
In the garage
Repetition for emphasis
In the garage, I feel safe
Once again, highlighting the sense of safety in the garage
No one cares about my ways
My peculiarities are overlooked within this space
In the garage where I belong
The garage is reaffirmed as my true home
No one hears me sing this song
No one is present to witness my personal song
In the garage, I feel safe
Emphasizing the safety and acceptance in the garage
No one laughs about my ways
Here, no one mocks my peculiarities
In the garage where I belong
The garage is once again asserted as my rightful place
No one hears me, no one hears me
No one is around to hear my private expressions
No one hears me, no one hears me
Repetition for emphasis
No one hears me sing this song
No one is there to witness me singing this personal song
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