I expect the worst
because I have seen the worst
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I overcome the houses of my childhood every single day
I come from the houses of my childhood every single day
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what’s wrong with you
is a question that goes over my head
because it all started there
in all the faces before mine
the heads floating in time
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you looked at me
and saw for the first time
a child who was never protected
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you count on people never changing their minds
about you
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your behaviour brings me back
into a room too small
within reach of a man who’s ready to attack
into the body of a child
but I’m at work
I’m working
but my body falls into itself
and I become a child
and you the man with a belt
the man who takes over
and you look at me
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what’s wrong with you
Croque-Melpomene 