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Always fighting Always fighting with yourself Be something Be happy If I were France And you were Germany What an alliance that would be I dig laughter I dug up a few old dreams They couldn't make me happy They weren't pure They weren't real to me They weren't anything for you So, look no further We're coming through We're not alone now There's room for you Look now Hear it sounding Hear it ringing in my ears Their secrets sacred as sequins And weighing you down, down And platitudes that make you leave The weak at the wall Ask the questions Bur that's all for now now From Letras Mania