Yeah im a kind of cretin!
Who is nothing helpfull
Who dismiss any kind of good reputation
Who is very pride with your authentical incapacity
Who don't carry about any kind of approval
through the joy of your inquietude
i'd been seduced
Who are very happy to say:
i've a social dissease
and i'm leaving you with your
all conservative anthipaty
Because i prefer the troubles and euphoria
than the misery in to obey you, someday
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