most of my life I've spent up in the air
waiting for time to come down
and now my virtue is well past its curfew
I've got to get out of this town
madness, a train that's left the station
I needed to find myself a new situation
one that I can call my own
and I was blind and if at times I could not see
you had me wrapped up in this mess again but I broke free
and I was blind and if at times I could not see
you had me wrapped up in this mess again but I broke free
spending my time through pockets of pavement
going through the motions
so I can shed this year-old skin
peeling the layers like onions
and I'll be alright if I can just look you all in the eyes
I made it this far and I'm not going to look back
'til I get to the end of this town
and I was blind and if at times I could not see
you had me wrapped up in this mess again but I broke free
and I was blind and if at times I could not see
you had me wrapped up in this mess again but I broke free
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