Education
The town that bore us With its overloaded humanity With its knowledge:she is a bitch and heґs a drinker Youґre right when you donґt trust your own neighbour Talk about him 'cause he might be in the same situation As you itґs better to shoot first than to sit there waiting for a bullet
My skates were rolling away from me I couldnґt hold them The moment I left I didn`t look for them back In the depths of my childhood I remember the red flowered fields in the sun But forget your toys you told me Iґm no longer angry about it but wonґt come back without Golden flying horses
Education
You see my man education You see my liberality and the world goes first world Goes first you see my blood education
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