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Roadtrip

by @iris-rebry

Yeah they're my family, Sometimes I'm embarrassed Sometimes I'm proud. I'm stuck for five days straight With the lot of them. And part of me Wants out. Free yourself Release Run away. And part of me says Yeah they're my family. Stick with 'em. And I stay in the car, Sitting and thinking. About myself. My life without my family. After college, after getting a real job And starting my own family, So my own daughter will think Yeah they're my family.
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