I work a 7-to-3:30-shitty kind of job
Earning wages that got me contemplating learning how to rob
I got a nice set of couches that my parents gave us last year
But that don't guarantee that we're always gonna live near
Little bird Big dreams, it's absurd it seems
They don't wanna let him go, spread his wings and do his thing
I need to learn to fly without a safety net standing by
That don't mean I'm being mean, that just means it's my time
I gotta get up, get out, and get me some
Life's like a knife, nah, life's like a gun
But I'm still jumping that motherf*cker when it's time to run
It's rare for young soul to bare a life well done
Foundation in a family, learning lessons daily maybe. But I don't need you beside me
I need you to stand behind me
It's heavy but I'm ready and I'll never quit
Number 2wo - Leaving Home Lyrics
Number 2wo - Leaving Home Lyrics
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I work a 7-to-3:30-shitty kind of job
Earning wages that got me contemplating learning how to rob
I got a nice set of couches that my parents gave us last year
But that don't guarantee that we're always gonna live near
Little bird Big dreams, it's absurd it seems
They don't wanna let him go, spread his wings and do his thing
I need to learn to fly without a safety net standing by
That don't mean I'm being mean, that just means it's my time
I gotta get up, get out, and get me some
Life's like a knife, nah, life's like a gun
But I'm still jumping that motherf*cker when it's time to run
It's rare for young soul to bare a life well done
Foundation in a family, learning lessons daily maybe. But I don't need you beside me
I need you to stand behind me
It's heavy but I'm ready and I'll never quit
Earning wages that got me contemplating learning how to rob
I got a nice set of couches that my parents gave us last year
But that don't guarantee that we're always gonna live near
Little bird Big dreams, it's absurd it seems
They don't wanna let him go, spread his wings and do his thing
I need to learn to fly without a safety net standing by
That don't mean I'm being mean, that just means it's my time
I gotta get up, get out, and get me some
Life's like a knife, nah, life's like a gun
But I'm still jumping that motherf*cker when it's time to run
It's rare for young soul to bare a life well done
Foundation in a family, learning lessons daily maybe. But I don't need you beside me
I need you to stand behind me
It's heavy but I'm ready and I'll never quit
Writer: Quinn Laidler
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