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    Sitting on the edge
    Of an armchair
    My seatbelt unfastened
    Shoelaces not tied

    Letting the wind mess my hair
    Make up all smudged
    Waking up all blurry eyed

    It's t(oo) early in the morning
    For my words to come out right
    Just getting used to sunshine
    I'm still squinting in the light

    And it looks like a perfect day
    Just to get away
    All the mundane
    Has bought out the rebel
    I was born to be
    And it feels like the perfect time
    Just to break away
    This is my life
    It's a sojourn from the norm, oh, yeah

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    I'm a non-conformist
    I like doing stupid things
    Like laughing on a train
    Or falling in love again
    Television, magazines
    They tell you how to live your life
    But not how to use your brain

    It's too early in the morning
    For my words to come out right
    Just getting used to sunshine
    I'm still squinting in the light

    And it looks like a perfect day
    Just to get away
    All the mundane
    Has bought out the rebel
    I was born to be
    And it feels like the perfect time
    Just to break away
    This is my life
    It's a sojourn from the norm, yeah, oh, yeah

    I wanna do something
    I've never done
    Dip my toe
    Beneath the surface
    Of a sea that I've never seen the bottom of
    I'm not perfect
    Don't have to be
    Can walk around in just bare feet
    I'm comfortable in my own skin
    My confidence, it starts within

    And it looks like a perfect day
    Just to get away
    All the mundane
    Has bought out the rebel
    I was born to be
    And it feels like a perfect time
    Just to break away
    This is my life
    It's a sojourn from the norm
    A sojourn from the norm, oh yeah.

    Song details

    Composition: Ultra, Harwood Michael, and Natasha Bedingfield

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