An Eridan Ampora fansong Ugly Story

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I am a prince and I live 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 let’s have some fun, share with me your perigees
I have responsibilities, I cannot run!”

“I do not wish the death of any living thing, I might be a killer but one day I shall be queen and put an end to slaughter, but until then I’m keen on staking claim to land and sea and everyfin between.”

I played a game with eleven fools who told me not to break the rules
but when have angels ever helped me yet?
and magic isn’t real and anyway it doesn’t matter
cause no matter what I conjure it could not help be me deflect

the angry death of every hopeful thought
that I might be a lover or a fighter that I’m not
in someones spider web or net I could be caught
but I’m too bitter, better off alone, guess I forgot

So what? Do you want me to say sorry?
should I apologize, when you ignore me?
I didn’t ask to be right or to be lonely
or to be hatched into an ugly story

I am a prince and I had a pair of princesses in two sharp squares
but then I guess I bored them both to death
And now I think my calling is to break apart and fall to pieces
better yet invent a brand new method of ascension

I’m impressed, you’ve managed to survive
but rest assured we’d all be better off dead than alive
cause when they get a-hold of us we’ll all be batter fried
and I’m surprised that nobody’s considered switching sides

So here I am, respectfully and royally destroying
any chance of getting back on your good gills
And I don’t want to be hurtful but if yellows the new purple
well then bleeding’s the new breathing, don’t you think I will!

I used to wish the death of every living thing
I might be your killer but you’d never be my queen
so put away 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 won’t be overlooked
I’m past the point of fishing to get back upon your hook
I’ve made a manifesto, I’ve been bested by a crook, but never more!
I’m planning on reclaiming what he took…

So what? do you want me to say sorry?
should I apologize, when 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 am a prince and I live in a ship
I am a prince and I live in a ship