My feet are aching.
The freckled male struggled to keep running, hiding while shooting at the others.
And your back is pretty tired
The writer had to go home, to his wife and to meet his son and leave his lover at war. He had completely forgotten about Laurens.
And we've drunk a couple bottles, babe
Laurens looked around, humanity leaving his eyes from all the bloodshed and loosing friends and fellow soldiers. Small tears left his eyes as he remembered when he was back home with his group, drinking with them and his love Alexander Hamilton.
And set our grief aside.
He shook his head, continuing to run and slouch to hide from their view. He felt like a monster, all the blood on his hands. He didn't feel like any hero.
The papers say it's doomsday.
The writer hummed as his wife brought him a letter from his dear friends father, curious he asked her to read it for him.
The button has been pressed.
He sat frozen, tears exciting his eyes. Someone pulled the trigger on his love after the way had been won.
We're gonna nuke eachother up, boys
Flashbacks to them all laughing and talking together flooded his head, talking about how they would be glorious for fighting and winning and their children would pass down their stories. Laurens wanted a black battalion, he hated how people were so cruel because of skin.
Til old Satan stands impressed
His eyes stood wide as tears fell onto his pant legs. Remembering the wretched war in which all his friends had survived, why couldn't he stay alive too?
And here it is
He stood up, quickly running out into the rain.
Our final night alive
He rushed while breathing heavily, making it to the camp.
And as the earth runs to the ground
He went pale when he saw his lover dead, being wrapped in cloth to be buried as a hero.
Oh boy
Without a second thought, Hamilton ram over and held his hand, crying into the silk they wrapped his wounds in. Holding him tight while begging god to bring him back.
It's you that I lie with
He kept pleading, trying to deal with god himself. He'd even deal with the devil if he had to, he wanted his true love back.
As the atom bomb locks in
It's you I watch TV with
Hamilton's eyes flooded more as he remembered all the good memories with John, whimpering and giving up pleading.
As The World, As The World Caves In.
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