Roxanne Fortney - Suburban Escape

Born in Western California
I love to pick raspberries
If I make fun of you don't have an answer
Just come harder back at me
And no I don't wanna talk about money
Take a look on your T.V.
I'm just a girl from Carolina
Now take a good look up at me
Suburban Escape
Drop out and shame
Don't come for you until you get the money or fame
Writing this down, you'll be hearing it now
But by then I'll have it all figured out
Oh
And they won't ask you how you are
Won't ask you how you been
Don't tell me about yourself
Don't tell me about your friends
What do you wanna be when you grow up
If it doesn't make money then you might as well shut up
That's what they'll say
But don't even mind
Won't catch me dead working a 9-5
Laugh all you want
But catch me while you can
Girl with a guitar and a pick in her hand
But they'll call me a
Suburban Escape
Drop out and shame
Don't come for you until you get the money or fame
Writing this down, you'll be hearing it now
But by then I'll have it all figured out
I won't let you in 'till I've gone all through
Read you like a book and can recite you too
But by then I'm gone
And you got me now
Pray for Carolina cause it's goin' down
Don't worry about the oceans
The air that we breathe
Don't worry about the people dying on the street
Make your time worth, all that you can
Get a degree and keep the fortune in the fam
That's what they'll say
But don't even mind
Won't catch me dead doing what I despise
Laugh all you want
But catch me while you can
Girl with a guitar and a pick in her hand
But they'll call me a
Suburban Escape
Drop out and shame
Don't come for you until you get the money or fame
Writing this down, you'll be hearing it now
But by then I'll have it all figured out
Oh
I won't let you in 'till I've gone all through
Read you like a book and can recite you too
But by then I'm gone
And you got me now
Pray for Carolina cause it's goin' down

Written by:
Roxanne Fortney

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