There's a kind of beauty in the boredom
of following the same routine
I used to hate the routine because it was not mine

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Every morning I woke
I brushed my teeth and tied up my hair
before I ran out the door with a breakfast bar in hand

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But now it's different
because now the routine is mine
now I know I'm meant to be here.

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Every morning I wake
I still brush my teeth and tie up my hair
before I run out the door with a breakfast bar in hand

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But now I can't help but think
What a wonderful feeling it is
to belong.