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Hook:
Never wanna be confined, be confined, be confined
Wanna color out the lines, out the lines, out the lines/
Now when I look out of my blinds, out my blinds, out my blinds
All I see is grey/
Eyes used to glisten with life, but I feel like that’s died/
Wishin’ for a better life, one where I’m not gettin’ dried/
Out of all ambition, what I’m missin’ is a little light/
Out of my window pane/
Verse:
Back when I was a kid I would sit and dream/
By my window seat listening to the winter breeze whistling/
With nothin’ but a pad and a pen to bleed/
All I’d need was a bit of ink to link with my mind and free/
Myself from my identity, shed my body and fly with ease/
Or become the mightiest king or a hero fighting enemies/
Whoever I’d pretend to be, it never felt pretend to me/
Whether I was an an entity zippin’ beyond infinity/
Or in a different century solvin’ a m*rder mystery/
I could escape my boredom that tended to be a trend for me/
But when I was scolded for livin’ in my mental imagery/
I let myself get molded into something that isn’t me/
‘Cause I was told it was time to rid of kiddish sensibilities/
And I let that sh*t get to me, ‘till I met all my friends, ya see/
They helped inspirit me and bring back what appeared to be/
That old energy back when I had nothin’ but a pad and a pen to bleed/
And pushed me not to dream to live, but rather to live to dream/
Hook:
Never will I be confined, be confined, be confined
Coloring out of the lines, out the lines, out the lines
Now when I look out of my blinds, out my blinds, out my blinds
Great array of shades/
Eyes are glistenin’ with life, knowin’ who is by my side/
Couldn’t have a better life, everything is feelin’ right/
Ambition and a mission, always see me up and beamin’ bright/
Out of my window pane/
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