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If I stay on this road
I can see myself erasing
This life, all I’ve known
Oh, the future has me bracing for it
Cuz I cant keep alive
What’s already died
I gotta get out of here
I gotta get out
Living in the past
I don’t know why I keep chasing it
Listen, I’m not asking
I am leaving it behind me now
Cuz I can’t keep on trying
To win back all this time
I gotta get out of here
I gotta get out
You don’t have to doubt if I’m uneasy
Im’a sing it loud so you don’t lead me
My own growth ain’t greedy
And you don’t need to heal me
Wait until you see me, when I get through
I roll the windows down
Let the summer air come pouring through
I feel like a child
Every moment bringing something new
I’ve got my eyes wide
I look up at the sky
Turn left at the light
Keep this car in drive
I’m getting out of here
I’m getting out of here
I’m getting out..
Written by: Breymer, Ethan Gruska