| Do you remember when you said I was one of those kids
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| Who will never come out untenable and far too fierce
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| Which soiled your center far from obeying the finger and the eye
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| Who had nothing but ashes and a need to live at 100 an hour
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| Do you remember when you said that I would not reach the 16 rods
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| And that I'll end up dead in a street corner where the soul would lie
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| Of a lost kid who didn't care anymore
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| Or a future in the cell behind bars or among the psychos
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| Hey asshole do you remember when you thought
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| That I was only good at running away or playing dumb or getting high
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| The example not to follow the one the laws hated
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| Pointed out and who since his 12 years is no longer in school
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| In short the total you remember that when you were talking about me
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| You never talked about the fucking future I was fed up sometimes
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| All that bullshit but watch and don't be disgusted
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| But I'm alive and I don't regret never listening to you
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| Hey asshole I'm talking to you, tell me, do you recognize yourself?
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| Director of center and children's home and let me laugh
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| Mister who knows everything and it is especially to destroy the kids
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| Or motherfucker parents hope no one can claim tomorrow
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| Hey asshole I'm talking to you and I haven't forgotten don't worry or your blows
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| whores
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| Nor your fine words that finally extort the little hope that remains
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| when you say there's more
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| Me, I don't care, I never listened to you, but my mother believed you
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| Do you remember when you told him that my case was irretrievable
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| And that to join the right path I was quite incapable of it
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| It was "we can't save this savage ma'am, get used to it"
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| But what did you think you were going to save me, you or your lucifer?
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| What did you think you knew about basic dressage brats
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| But all your institutions lead to loss you get the message
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| So if you still believe that winning obedience is
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| It's by force that it happens, it's that you're still so insane
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| Hey asshole to calm us down what were your methods
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| Oh yeah dope the kids puffin' them med heads
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| Hey asshole too easy to swallow neuroleptics
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| To little scabbys turned into vegetables by your chemical straitjacket
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| Hey asshole in your eyes what were we all
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| Just bad seed huh
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| That you were crushing history that nothing grows
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| With deceit second round: serve as revenge
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| You can always pray to the devil none of us get revenge
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| Hey asshole I'm talking to you, tell me, do you recognize yourself?
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| Director of center and children's home and let me laugh
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| Mister who knows everything and it is especially to destroy the kids
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| Or motherfucker parents hope no one can claim tomorrow
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| Hey asshole I'm talking to you and I haven't forgotten don't worry or your blows
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| whores
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| Nor your fine words that finally extort the little hope that remains
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| when you say there's more
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| Me, I don't care, I never listened to you, but my mother believed you
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| Do you remember when you ordered with your malevolence
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| That no educ should leave me for a second unsupervised
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| Lest I leave what's the matter?
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| You thought I was going to let myself die in your pen
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| Or wait for someone to rescue me?
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| No but what did you think? |
| Let's heal a fire with alcohol
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| Walking with a baguette, I won't give a damn about haldol injections
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| Because you had no right and you know that very well
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| I could take your skirmisher practices to court
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| But hey it's not in my principles the wheel will turn for you too
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| And you'll remember me and the other naughty little ones that day
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| Because there is justice up there fairer than your system
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| And we always end up paying for the effects of the causes we sow
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| Hey asshole hey asshole I'm talking to you
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| Do you recognize yourself?
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| Hey asshole I'm talking to you, tell me, do you recognize yourself?
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| Director of center and children's home and let me laugh
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| Mister who knows everything and it is especially to destroy the kids
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| Or motherfucker parents hope no one can claim tomorrow
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| Hey asshole I'm talking to you and I haven't forgotten don't worry or your blows
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| whores
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| Nor your fine words that finally extort the little hope that remains
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| when you say there's more
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| Me, I don't care, I never listened to you, but my mother believed you
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| I don't regret never having listened to you |