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Coping

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Primal, evil, what am I?
Tongue-tied 'til the day I die
There's no love made mermaids
It's just distraction or so they

And I'm too tired to care about it
Can't you see this in my face, my face

When I feel this strange
Can I go through this again?
When I feel this strange
Can I go through this again?

It's a sorry state you're getting in
The same excuse is wearing thin
There's no self control left in me
What was not will never will be

And I'm too tired to care about it
Can't you see this in my face, my face

When I feel this strange
Can I go through this again?
When I feel this strange
Can I go through this again?

And I'm too tired to care about it
Can't you see this in my face
The emphisis on coping
Can't you see this in my face, my face

When I feel this strange
Can I go through this again?
When I feel this strange
Can I go through this again?

When I feel this strange
Can I go through this again?
When I feel this strange
Can I go through this again?
(Can I be dreaming or am I just coping?)

Lala lala lala
Lala lala lala
Lala lala lala

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