Goodbye, Babylon

Waking up to the sound Of my own broken heart My biological alarm clock, Will the ringing stop? All of the things That used to keep me up all night They don't seem To satisfy this hole In my soul I was walking by along The city of Babylon An empty place with no name streets Where am I supposed to go? Seeking purpose for this life In random things along the road A trial and error Where every choice is wrong Goodbye, Babylon I'm looking for a place Where I belong And I won't miss you at all Now is this heaven?

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