Where I'm From

Lucas S.
 
Growing up in a four bedroom house.
The youngest of 4 boys,
Getting in to fights turned me into a mouse.
Mighty mouse, coz I always came out smiling
Somehow pain made me gain a little self respect
But I always took the blame for a friend’s
Mistake, so I learnt how to take.
Learnt from my own mistakes.
Educated
So I won’t make the same damn mistakes

It's inevitable
We end up in the same damn place.
 
Jail goal it all the same to me.
Nowra Bomaderry ain't the place for me.

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