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I wanted out  Without a doubt I couldn't go home   Nor live alone  Can anyone relate  To wanting a clean slate  Dressed in lace  Is a part I want to erase The more I try  The more I lie  To tell myself  To be myself  The problem isn't me  The wouldn’t let me be  Their hands roam  Over every chromosome  I can't take it  Im forced to sit  And take another hit  For more than a little bit