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Текст: Diffuser. Making The Grade. Breakaway.

Another birthday passed me by
I think I finally see
It's time to move out and move on
To bigger and better things

All the stars shine so bright
Maybe I should pack my things
And fly into the sky

I just gotta breakaway
I just wanna breakaway

I've fallen face down in the mud
I never even slipped
Maybe I'm too old to know
I'm more than just a kid

All the starts shine so bright
Maybe I should pack my things
And fly into the sky

I just gotta breakaway
I just wanna breakaway
I just gotta breakaway
And get back on my feet
A little everyday

Came to a fork stuck in the road
My mind is crystal clear
I know exactly where to go
Anywhere but here

All the stars shine so bright
Maybe I should pack my things
And fly into the sky

I just gotta breakaway
I just wanna breakaway
I just gotta breakaway
And get back on my feet
A little everyday

I just gotta breakaway
I just gotta breakaway
I just gotta breakaway
And get back on my feet
A little everyday

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