I’m going the wrong way
like a drunk on the highway.
Like granny thinks the country’s going down,
I’m coming down
with something deadly.
Like the Romans rolling into town too late
mere moments before the lead in the waterways
gets into their brains
I’m going down
like them buildings came down.
Don’t breathe the dust that I’ll kick up,
there’s no one there to save.

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