As I feel the night air, all is easy.
When the air hits, life is breezy.
When I step outside, all problem get turned loose.
The outside turns your lemonade stand into juice.
The outside is an escape, a way to ease your mind.
Take a journey, there's no telling what y'all find.
So don't stay inside, I'm always leaving in the evening.
Life is suffocating, outside is where we're breathing.
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