Raison Dêtre

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I’m afraid to write about bands that
 I like
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For a fear of seeming that I am 
appealing to a fanbase that I
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Would like to belong to, would like 
to report to
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And at the end of day, I wouldn’t 
feel ashamed of knowing I was 
playing a dirty game

[Verse 1]
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No, that’s not me, I don’t really 
care what you think
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Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you, fuck
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 you, fuck you, no, fuck me
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I’m sorry, it’s just the mood 
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swings, it’s taken years and years
Of in-depth testing to find that my 
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brain don’t quite work properly

[Verse 2]
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And I’m sorry to everyone and 
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everything
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For my disability in doing normal 
people things
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Like talk on the phone, or go 
outside
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Or maintain friendships, get a job,
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 or the simple task: to be alive

[Otro]
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And in the context of society, I’m 
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coming to terms
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With the fact that I, the fact 
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that I, the fact that I
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Just might be worth nothing