Norman Bates - S.o.b. Lyrics

Who are you to tell me about respect
You are trying to snarl and insult me
With words that just hurt pigs like you
You seem dirty to me
Who are you to discriminate me?
Tell me what is happenning
Or go f*ck yourself
I don´t care what you think of me
What you think of my father and mother
What you think about all my fellings
I will be above you and i could spit at you
But you don´t deserve my spawl
Don´t try to change my reality
Trasforming my truth in yours