You don´t understand

San Tin Tin
This town made me grin
You people never will or won´t understand
That this is what I stand
I write
Which in your terms is not a fight
I write
I write
Fuck you, nobody is telling me that is not a job and is not right.
And it is a fight, except this time there is no blood on you.

Stay Frosy gents and gentesses.

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