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I want to lay low on the road,

Kill me blue, my own death row.

With you I question me, rightfully so.

Vertical lines, can't get it right though.

I wanted to be a teenage Babylon,

Know all that I know but I'm still getting it wrong.

Seems things have been cut short, but It's felt so fucking long.

I'll return to the dark, back to where I belong.

Sometimes It's like there's two of me;

Who I am and who I try to be.

I can't destroy the bad, I can't delete,

But the good is not enough to complete me.