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The beginning was so easy
Do whatever to survive
In the middle of my story
All I want is to feel alive
And I am not my mother or father
And I am not yesterday's son
I'm not broken, I'm a wide open highway with room to run
All these voices and decisions
Swimming circles in my head
All these choices and opinions
Feeling heavy as love
And I am not my mother or father
And I am not yesterday's son
I'm not broken, I'm a wide open highway with room to run
In the middle of my story
All I want is to feel alive
And I am not my mother or father
And I am not yesterday's son
I'm not broken, I'm a wide open highway with room to run
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