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[Verse 1]
The boulevard is bustling                 There is a noise inside of me
A vast and wrinkled muslin                That bustles asymmetrically
Is all over my eyes                       Oh how have I to balance
and I know I don't belong                 Those sounds into a song

[Verse 2]
The city's an analogy                     The chaos hangs of symmetry
For things building inside of me          and all her words of poetry
This chaos and this discourse             and that's the kind of city
Still we move along                       which I want to belong



[Chorus]

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[Chorus]
It's time to let your hair down
and give yourself permission
it takes courage and control
but you start by letting go



[Bridge]

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           (interchange)


[Bridge]
All I think, I feel, I see
All that this place is not me
I want to be alone, but be wild and free
Oh he who asks receives