Flea Market Lyrics - Bracket

I don want anything from the flea market 

Please don pressure me 

I don want to buy anything that is in front of me 

Why do you try to pawn on me your worst disease 

I have no need for sunburnt tapes of Spanish songs 

I cannot wear a pair of used brand new thongs 

I waiting for the chance I can go home 

So I can show someone how much I've grown