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Author: Coping Mechanism
Fiction Rated: T - English - General/Angst - Published: 10-30-07 - Updated: 10-30-07 - Complete - id:2432790
Why even bother to learn a new language?
When people everywhere are all the fucking same...
Well, this is what I am, and I'm not changing for the World
You can take it, you can leave it, I'll be happy either way

(Chorus)
Still, there's something to be said,
For keeping things honest...
Yeah, there's something to be said,
For playing by the rules...

But I won't play your handsome hero, or buy into your fables
In five years this won't matter, so you're better off pretending
Getting detached, is the only way to go, so just be grateful to forget
Cause even your pills can't cure the whispers on their lying lips

(Bridge)
All these wasted years, caring way too fucking much,
About something that never should've mattered...
All these wasted years, that we cared way too fucking much,
About something so irrelevant...

(Chorus)
But there's something to be said,
For keeping things honest...
Yeah, there's something to be said,
For playing by the rules...



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