| I’m growing, but I’m not growing up
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| If you’re hanging out then I’m showing up
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| We can watch the stars, and when our toes touch
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| It will be like fireworks blowing up
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| (In the air) In the air
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| (Like a Fourth) like a Fourth
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| Of July night sky
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| Let’s run away
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| Find ourselves a new place
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| Let’s run away
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| And find ourselves
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| Let’s run away, run away
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| Four walls build a cage
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| Let’s run away, run away
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| Four walls build a cage
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| Don’t let the cloud of dust settle in your lungs
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| Or the hourglass begin to run out
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| Let’s make sand castles while we can
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| 'Cause we’ll age and then someday
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| We will look back and say
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| What ravishing lives that we lived
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| What fascinating places we went
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| It is 22 degrees (22 degrees), we’re both freezing
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| With that Red River breeze, but it feels warmer than ever
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| They say living in patterns will get you down
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| But if you prefer it then I’m glad you’re proud
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| You live with what you surround yourself with
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| A work week doesn’t work for me
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| It may be selfish, but I’m here to live
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| (But I’m here to live)
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| They say living in patterns will get you down
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| But if you prefer it then I’m glad you’re proud
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| You live with what you surround yourself with
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| A work week doesn’t work for me
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| It may be selfish, but I’m here to live |