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Some will say it's too late
So don't change the story
There's too much at stake to grow
Yesterday was so great
Just bask in the glory
Don't let your feelings show

And I say, "Oh Yeah"
Like a man with a condition
I wait for my heart to stop
They say, "Stay down,
Gotta plan hold that position.
You can't afford a flop."

Pack my suitcase
With my game face
Stay the same pace
Put away the dreams I had
Let my hair grow
Find some old clothes
Let the world know
That my politics are plaid

I'm not asking for permission
Are you ready for me to be me?
Just pass the ammunition
This prisoner's about to bust free from your chains

For so long you told me to keep it familiar
Just play what they all would buy
I can wear this blindfold, stick to your story
But I gotta ask myself why

And I play those songs!
For so many seasons
Till I'm sure I'm losing my mind
And I say, "Oh no,
Gotta have a much better reason
To leave all my dreams behind."

I must change it
Rearrange it
Stay the same thing
And become your favorite fad
With the scene through
I gotta be true
I can't be you
Polyester comes in plaid

I'm not asking for permission
Are you ready for me to be me?
Lord, pass some ammunition
This prisoner's about to bust free from your chains

I'm more than just excited
Like a hundred pounds of monkey off my back
(I got to find myself)
Now everyone's invited
To ride this train till we run clean out of track
Clean out of track

With the scene through
I gotta be true
I can't be you
Polyester comes in plaid

I'm not asking for permission
Are you ready for me to be me?
Better pass some ammunition
This prisoner's about to bust free from your chains

I'm more than just excited
Like a hundred pounds of monkey off my back
(I got to find myself)
Now everyone's invited
To ride this train till we run clean out of track

I'm not asking for permission
Are you ready for me to be me?
Just pass some ammunition
This prisoner's about to bust free from your chains
Some will say it's too late   So don't change the story   There's too much at stake to grow   Yesterday was so great   Just bask in the glory   Don't let your feelings show      And I say, "Oh Yeah"   Like a man with a condition   I wait for my heart to stop   They say, "Stay down,   Gotta plan hold that position.   You can't afford a flop."      Pack my suitcase   With my game face   Stay the same pace   Put away the dreams I had   Let my hair grow   Find some old clothes   Let the world know   That my politics are plaid      I'm not asking for permission   Are you ready for me to be me?   Just pass the ammunition   This prisoner's about to bust free from your chains      For so long you told me to keep it familiar   Just play what they all would buy   I can wear this blindfold, stick to your story   But I gotta ask myself why      And I play those songs!   For so many seasons   Till I'm sure I'm losing my mind   And I say, "Oh no,   Gotta have a much better reason   To leave all my dreams behind."      I must change it   Rearrange it   Stay the same thing   And become your favorite fad   With the scene through   I gotta be true   I can't be you   Polyester comes in plaid      I'm not asking for permission   Are you ready for me to be me?   Lord, pass some ammunition   This prisoner's about to bust free from your chains      I'm more than just excited   Like a hundred pounds of monkey off my back   (I got to find myself)   Now everyone's invited   To ride this train till we run clean out of track   Clean out of track      With the scene through   I gotta be true   I can't be you   Polyester comes in plaid      I'm not asking for permission   Are you ready for me to be me?   Better pass some ammunition   This prisoner's about to bust free from your chains      I'm more than just excited   Like a hundred pounds of monkey off my back   (I got to find myself)   Now everyone's invited   To ride this train till we run clean out of track      I'm not asking for permission   Are you ready for me to be me?   Just pass some ammunition   This prisoner's about to bust free from your chains
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