Break Out

My Mama said Life isn't good
My mama said I'd caused a doo doo
My Mama said We need to talk
But I'm listening no longer

My papa said 'Do work the first'
My papa said I do my best
My papa said there's nothing to say -
I would become a prison.

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My Papa said: "You need a plan"
My Mama said: "It's time to learn"
My papa said you must be miss man?
And I can't take it anymore

And now I'll say: "I'll find my own way!
Don't worry about, I'll make it out!
Let's carry on, I want and guess what,
I broke out of the prison

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Credits
Writer(s): Costa Pantazis
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