While you were away
Wild guns
We are slaves
We need more
Like bears
So incensed
So ingrained
See our dream cast away
We are more
Like bears
Gave them a task and sent them away
Bring me back cartridge of metal and grey
'Stack Up' hang tag box and little grey square
Should be one left in your goldilocks pair
36kb of code
Carved lines
Raised hope
On march these heretics
A war to get more
His sadness is pure as this
Cold to the core
A world run by tyrannies after our bullet-riddled asphalt
Sicarians would you now bear with me while my new toy puts an end to it all
It takes me back to a world I never had
It's honestly scaring me
I need you here I want to go home
I need you here with me
Don't go there no more
Honestly don't you see
This is now war
They've retconned our lore