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Mrs. Independent
I believe i've grown.
I'll no longer do what i'm told,
Because damn it,
I want to be on my own.
For the first time in forever,
I can finally breathe,
My god,
It's like the heaven's have shown down upon me,
I'm finally free!
So you can call me Mrs. Independent,
Because i'm not turning back,
Especially not for some fucking Indecisive Quack,
I'm free,
And I'm in my own body.
So you can call me Mrs. Independent,
And one day I hope everyone else knows it,
I hope everyone else knows,
That that shy little girl,
She's been ended.
I'll no longer do what i'm told,
Because damn it,
I want to be on my own.
For the first time in forever,
I can finally breathe,
My god,
It's like the heaven's have shown down upon me,
I'm finally free!
So you can call me Mrs. Independent,
Because i'm not turning back,
Especially not for some fucking Indecisive Quack,
I'm free,
And I'm in my own body.
So you can call me Mrs. Independent,
And one day I hope everyone else knows it,
I hope everyone else knows,
That that shy little girl,
She's been ended.
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