Text: Diffuser. Making The Grade. Breakaway.

another birthday passed me by
i think i finally see
its time to move out and move on
to bigger and better things
maybe i should pack my things and fly into the sky

i just gotta break away
i just wanna break away

ive fallen face down in the mud
i never even slipped
maybe im too old to know
im 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 break away
i just wanna break away
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