My Friends

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My friends have different points of view
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         And some are cynical, and some are just confused by the issues
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Sometimes we fight for days and days
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         Until I can't recall what I was trying to say in the first place

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But for better or for worse
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   Whether whispering secrets, or shouting 'till my voice is hoarse
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Of all the friends I've made
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And all the lost debates
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There's none that I would trade
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For anything


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