My fathers insults make me strong.
I accept them all.
I'm sliding towards the sewer.
I'm not struggling.
I can smell the shit.
But I'm still breathing.
I'm gonna live my life.
I'm not gonna make a difference.
I'm not gonna change a thing.
None is gonna remember me when I'm dead.
I'm a sailor and a whore.
And I will be, until the end of the world.
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