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Ugly Story - PhemieC {Eridan}

I'm a prince and I livve in a ship and I aim my rifle and I shoot from the hip
And I have a friend I pity, quite a bit
She said "grab your gun lets )(ave some FUN, share with me your perigrees, I )(ave responsibilities I cannot run!"

"I do not wis)( the D-EAT)( of any living T)(ING
I mig)(t be a killer, but one day I s)(all be QU---EEN
And put and end to slaug)(ter, but until t)(en I'm keen
On staking claim to land and sea and everyfin between"

I played a game wwith eleven fools
wwho told me not to break the rules
But wwhen havve angels evver helped me yet
And magic isn't real and anywway it doesn't matter
Cause no matter wwhat I conjure it could not help me deflect

The angry death, of evvery hopeful thought
That I might be a lovver or a fighter that I'm not
In someone's spider wweb, or net I could be caught
But, I'm too bitter, better off alone, guess I forgot

So wwhat do you wwant me to say? Sorry?
Should I apologize, wwhen you ignore me?
I didn't ask to be right or to be lonely
Or to be hatched into an ugly story

I'm a prince and I had a pair of
Princesses in twwo sharp squares
But then I guess I bored them both to death
And noww I think my calling
Is to break apart and fall to pieces
Better yet invvent a brand neww method of ascension

I'm impressed, you'vve managed to survvivve
But rest assured wwe'd all be better off dead than alivve
Cause wwhen they get ahold of us
Wwe'll all be batter fried
And I'm surprised that nobody's considered swwitching sides

So here I am, respectfully and royally destroying
Any chance of getting back on your good gills
And I don't mean to be hurtful
But if yellows the neww purple
Wwell then bleeding's the neww breathing
Don't you think I wwill!

I used to wwish the death, of evvery livving thing
I might be your killer, but you'll nevver be my queen
So put awway your laughter
Pack up your hopes and dreams
I'm done with black back-handing
And red pandering, it seems

That I am just pathetic, I wwon't be ovverlooked
I'm past the point of fishing to get back upon your hook
I'vve made a manifesto, I've been bested by a crook, but nevver more
I'm planning on reclaiming wwhat he took....

So wwhat do you wwant me to say? Sorry?
Should I apologize wwhen you ignore me?
I didn't ask to be right or to be lonely
Or to be hatched into an ugly story

To be hatched into an ugly story

Oh my, this pantomime is getting,

Gory....

I'm a prince and I livve in a ship.....

I'm a prince and I livve in a ship.....