The child

I am the child
I want to drink
I want a cigarette
I want to do sex, to do sex with you

The school,
Is new time
Taught me,
Is my time
The practice of the terror is in me,
My friends discussed, my teachers humiliated me,

In the exit always there was blood in the crazy big boys' penknives for to see somebody dead!

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Go back to school
I am the child
I want to do sex, to do sex with you

The school, is bad
Ei lúcifer! I want my money or tomorrow you are dead!
I wanted to see my friends die
For me not to have more that to hide in the garbage
To hide in the garbage
To hide in the garbage

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Goback to school
Iam the child
I want to do sex, to do sex with you