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Its twenty-three out
First of January
The neighbors moved south
But they'll be back in the spring
Man I've been thinking
That its my turn to leave
I'm ready to escape
I'm starting with a clean slate
But its not helping at all
Still have a blank page
I keep hitting a wall
I'm going insane
Somebody pick up my call
'Cause time is running out
Someday I know I'll have to settle down
But I know I can do better than this crazy town
I've gotta get out
Oh, I'm hanging by a thread
And move on! move on!
And find whats up ahead
'Cause everywhere I look
Its like I've seen it before
I've gotta get out, get out of Michigan
They call it reckless
I call it chasing a dream
It doesn't make sense
But sometimes it takes belief
That it gets better
Maybe I'm just naive
I'm taking back my life
Give it time
They these things will always work out
But I've never been the one to just wait around
I've gotta get out
Oh, I'm hanging by a thread
And move on! move on!
To find whats up ahead
'Cause everywhere I look
Its like I've seen it before
I've gotta get out, get out of Michigan
Oh, I remember all the times
All those starry summer nights
When we would laugh until we cry
Oh, such a bittersweet goodbye
But its been welling up inside
I'm turning the pages of my life
WRITERS
Kristina Shimkus, Morgan Zinn, Zebulun Killingbeck
PUBLISHERS
Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
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