Tiny Shoes from Nobody Home by Eliot Wilder

Not so sure of myself, no
At least not anymore
Err on the side of caution
Always looking for the back door
When it comes to compliance
I like to get in on the ground floor
I make a move and I just stutter
My grace is pretty piss-poor

I got dem ol' hesitation blues
I take tiny steps in my tiny shoes

Don't trust myself, no
So much I've misconstrued
Want to play it safe
Play it a little subdued
One thing I know for sure
One false move and I'm screwed
I take a step and I trip
Just like a clumsy dude

Don't believe in myself
I lack confidence
I don't stir up no feelings
That might be too immense
I'm not anyone you'd care to know
I won't rush to your defense
I have no aspiration
You could say I'm pretty dense

Yeah my steps are pretty tiny
And so are my shoes
I walk around on tiptoes
With these hesitation blues

I am really clumsy, a clumsy old clown
I can't keep myself from falling down

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