When to tired to argue or fight.

It's nice to know someone is there to look after your rights.

When your speech is slow and hard to understand.
Some take advantage and think now's the time for them to make their stand.

I get to tired talking to argue, so I just let people have their way.
Letting people think I'm easy to sway.

After I anyways do things my way.

My friend understands and is my voice.
But lets me make my own choice.

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