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[Hidden Track]
Sitting on the edge
Of an armchair
My seatbelt unfastened
Shoelaces not tied
Letting the wind mess my hair
Make up all smudged
Waking up all blurry eyed
It's too early in the morning
For my words to come out right
Just getting used to sunshine
I'm still squinting in the light
And it looks like a perfect day
Just to get away
All the mundane
Has bought out the rebel
I was born to be
And it feels like the perfect time
Just to break away
This is my life
It's a sojourn from the norm, oh, yeah
I'm a non-conformist
I like doing stupid things
