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Jun 2016
The evil spirits are flying around
My head making me evil and stupid things like making me see people fighting who look just like me that Is evil spirits
I don't want those evil spirits
You see I used to get in fights
With my dad and the evil spirits
Forced s drinker to call dad a great big old fogie and I hate **** people yelling at me when
I say no because I come to realise that I can't help everyone I remember being treated like s worthless heap of ****
I don't want to See or hear evil
Of any kind and when this man
Said I had evil spirits around me
I said the only evil I have is you
Christian and I have itchy hair showing every time I tried to be a man  I hated people in Canberra back then because I was a friendly person who got teased once in a while
I want these evil spirits
I hated people treating me like
cool kid to a fight
I hated being treated like a ****** old woman because I am willing to help everyone
But I don't want to help anyone
Unless they are poor and suffering
I used to have people try and take my man away from me
For the simple reason because they wanted to help people as well and they wanted to get in
The pants of women who I was talking to and the evil spirits flew around my head
When I was on the bus I used to
Be heckled by people on the bus and they said you probably won't see me again and i felt hurt because I, all my life wanted muck around with everyone and I also wanted to be a fun loving guy and hated
Being a cool kid or man to a tease I hated it because I wanted to do what I wanted to
Do rather than do what others want to do
I don't want to fight
I am not a hooligan
I don't want to join the robbers


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Written by
johnny georgy brown
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   Lucinda Hikari
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