No. 2 of 14 is up!
Like anyone cares.
Of course people care…I hope.
Hope is futile.
You know, I'm getting tired of you.
Likewise.
(Growls) Damn daemons…
Anyway, in case you don't know the order, we'll be following the songs consecutively, so after this is Digital Love, and so forth.
Oh, now you cooperate!
A/N: This 'chapter' is dedicated to Raftina, for actually leaving behind words of wisdom instead of going to the next story.
Disclaimer: I own nothing, except for a piece of cheese (eats cheese)
Aerodynamic
Written by: Cid
They say that a man is not a man
If he can't fight worth a damn
Or kill another without asking why
Or tell himself that he can't fly.
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Of course, I don't care when people complain
About the way I fight, kill, or fly my plane:
I fight because it makes me forget I'm old.
I kill only monsters and only for their gold.
And I fly because it's the thing I do the most
That gives me the pleasure of being able to boast.
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When I sit in the cockpit, hands on the rail,
Putting the throttle on max and eyeing my trail,
Feeling my bird rise and sailing in the air,
Feeling the wind as it rushes through my hair,
It gives me the thrill of living; my purpose in life;
To just fly around with no worries, doubts, or Strife.
That sucks.
Shut up. It doesn't matter what you think.
I don't think; I know.
That's it! (Grabs laptop and bangs on head several times. Miraculously, the laptop still functions.)
There. That takes care of that.
Please read and review…ugh… (Falls on floor due to concussion)