The Way Things Were

I didn’t want it to end this way, you know? I thought we could just keep going, live and let live. But they’re not gonna let that happen, are they? Everything used to be so great. I’m gonna miss those days. That period of joyful innocence. I guess that’s over now. It’s more than just game now, and I wish I could change things back, but I can’t.

I don’t want to lose you. Not again. Not ever. If I have to choose between you and the world, well, I’ll take you every time. No question. No hesitation. When you showed up two years ago, it was the happiest day of my life. Through every horrid day in that sanitized white prison you stood by me, then you broke me out, and now I’m gonna stand by you.

So let them come. They call me a weapon, while you call me a friend. But I guess I’m both, in the end, because when they come for us, I won’t let it stand. I’ll fight beside you, to the bitter end. When you give a kid a weapon, someone’s gonna get hurt. Well you’ve got me, and the world’s had it coming for a while.

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