I want to escape Here
and make myself get out
Nobody can tell Me
that I should have some fear

I want to get out of here
and take my best tempo along
Somebody can put it in a song
before my melody goes all wrong

I want to be taken away
and scooped up with definite plans
Anybody can make promises
but not everybody can afford the band

I want to meet my new home
and leave all my old stuff where it is
Everybody wants to be free
without a little conditioner to cure the frizz

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