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A Child of war and violence - autobiography. I was born on the 18th day of the year 1974. At the moment I was being excreted my mother was present but my father was not. The early years are a blur. Except the time when I electrocuted myself, I only remember the toilet in our house. The toilet was my punishment for not eating my breakfast. One day my mother had enough, I presume of my father, and left. My father then cried himself to temporary paralysis and I sat by the door waiting for someone. It was 1977. Over the next two years therapy managed to cure me of my Freudian violence just in time for the 1979 Islamic Revolution. For me it began on the day when a group of soldiers burst into my bedroom to open fire at rebels across the street. I remai More... (Submit New Buddahead Lyrics) (Submit New Buddahead Lyrics) | | ||||||||||
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