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Pack your bags, we're leaving town
We've got tonight to leave all this behind
The thing we started just got out of hand
We need to leave before I change my mind
This town have ghosts my dear
I feel their presence everywhere
They keep calling me to come back round
And all that I can say is that I'm on my way
But ooh, I know, I know, I know
We're getting out of the city
I know you worry, I knw you care
And people told me you looked everything
But these city lights have made me blind
There's no direction from where I stand
Oh my God I've been here before
I've seen this room, I've walked through this door
I know I promised you a better one
But every time I try, they make me turn around.
And ooh, I know, I know, I know
We're getting out of the city
Days they come and go, I'm still here, you know
One day we'll fly away, oh I know, I know