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Small Town
I can’t wait to get out of here
Leave behind all the small-town talk
Where words spread like fire in a dry wood
I can’t wait to leave this dump
Where nobody has a chance
Not even if you work yourself to death
Not even if you’re the brightest in the bunch
I can’t wait to go to school
Somewhere bright and shiny and perfect
Somewhere that fits all the cliches
I can’t wait to meet people
People I can talk to
People who know what they’re talking about
I can’t wait to get out of here
