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(Wrote a little song parody sang by Belle set in a timeline where Eggman kills the Restoration)
I saved every trinket you made me
From the moment I used them I knew you were mine
You said you were mine
I thought you were mine
Do you know what the Elder said when we saw you first arrive?
He said be careful with that one love, he will do what it takes to survive
You and your words flooded my senses
Your sentences left me defenseless,
You built me palaces of paragraphs,
You built cathedrals.
I'm reusing the trinkets you gave me
I'm searching and scanning for answers in every code line
For some kind of sign
And when you were mine
The world seemed to burn, burn.
You published the letters she wrote you.
You told the whole world how you made the Restoration dead.
In boosting your name you have ruined our lives.
Do you know what the Elder said when he read what you'd done?
He said your Dad's an Icarus; he has flown too close to the sun.
You and your words, obsessed with your legacy,
Your sentences border on senseless,
And you are paranoid at every paragraph how they perceive you!
You, you, you!
I'm erasing myself from the narrative.
Let future historians wonder how Belle reacted
When you broke her heart.
You have torn it all apart
I'm watching it burn,
Watching it burn.
The world has no right to my heart.
The world has no place but to mourn the dead!
They don't get to know what I said.
I'm burning the memories,
Burning the letters that might have redeemed you
You forfeit all rights to my heart.
You forfeit your place in my head,
You are now dead to me instead!
With only memories of when you were mine.
I hope that you burnnnnn!
I saved every trinket you made me
From the moment I used them I knew you were mine
You said you were mine
I thought you were mine
Do you know what the Elder said when we saw you first arrive?
He said be careful with that one love, he will do what it takes to survive
You and your words flooded my senses
Your sentences left me defenseless,
You built me palaces of paragraphs,
You built cathedrals.
I'm reusing the trinkets you gave me
I'm searching and scanning for answers in every code line
For some kind of sign
And when you were mine
The world seemed to burn, burn.
You published the letters she wrote you.
You told the whole world how you made the Restoration dead.
In boosting your name you have ruined our lives.
Do you know what the Elder said when he read what you'd done?
He said your Dad's an Icarus; he has flown too close to the sun.
You and your words, obsessed with your legacy,
Your sentences border on senseless,
And you are paranoid at every paragraph how they perceive you!
You, you, you!
I'm erasing myself from the narrative.
Let future historians wonder how Belle reacted
When you broke her heart.
You have torn it all apart
I'm watching it burn,
Watching it burn.
The world has no right to my heart.
The world has no place but to mourn the dead!
They don't get to know what I said.
I'm burning the memories,
Burning the letters that might have redeemed you
You forfeit all rights to my heart.
You forfeit your place in my head,
You are now dead to me instead!
With only memories of when you were mine.
I hope that you burnnnnn!
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