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Break Free Voices 

Break Free

I want to escape

Something calls me

Out of these blank walls

I want to break free

Fiddling my hands and feet

The teacher’s voice bores me

What’s he talking about?

 Oh, yeah, history

Look, a window!

Let’s ram through it

 Fly like a bird

 I’m sure there’s nothing to it

We can soar across the sky

Full of opportunities

To London, Tokyo, anywhere you please!

Oh, crap, the teacher’s calling my name

What’s the question again? This is so lame

Written By: Alaina Roberts

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