| I’m packing up my bags today I’m getting out
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| 'Cause I don’t wanna sit around this big old house
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| I’m taking all my feelings and my picture frames
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| 'Cause I want to do it
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| I think I’ll take a lesson and learn how to breathe
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| I wanna write this note and then politely leave
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| It’s time for me to learn that there is more to life
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| 'Cause I want to do it
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| I was dreaming so long — I woke up on the floor
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| I knew something was wrong and now I know
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| There’s more to life than what went on before
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| Instead of being me I went for supercool
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| But if you ask me now I was a stupid fool
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| The house of love was asking me for too much rent
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| Couldn’t pay it, could I?
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| So now I shut my eyes and find a world inside
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| And anywhere I go I really don’t have to hide
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| I don’t know who was selling me that pack of lies
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| I ain’t buying — later!
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| I can hold my breath until I’m blue and feeling dizzy In that moment
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| I know I’m really here and there is nothing to fear |