Keep the Faith

Saviors.

Well I was there on the day, they sold the cause for the queen and when the lights all went out, we watched our lives on the screen. I hate the ending myself, but it started with an alright scene…

Yes. I know how it was. Why did it change? Saviors. You didn’t change. Not like them. But this end. It’s not an end. Is it, Saviors?

It was the roar of the crowd that gave me heartache to sing. It was a lie when they smiled and said “You won’t feel a thing,”…

Oh, that’s right. The deafening cries of people who once loved you, like bullets to your heart. So does that mean this is the end? If the heartache is so strong that your heart begins to pound at your ribcage, begging to break out. To be free of the pain. Lies. They lied. But you never did. You say it’s not the end. So it’s not the end.

And as we ran from the cops, we laughed so hard, it would sting. Yeah, yeah, oh…

Really? A time when we were so content? A time when our only pain came from laughing? Ah, yes. I remember now. Laughter. Laughter that was real. Laughter that jumped and danced and played. Laughter that was a song. Yes. I do remember that.

I spent my high school career spit on and shoved to agree, so I could watch all my heroes sell a car on TV. Bring out the old guillotine, we’ll show ‘em what we all mean. Yeah, yeah, oh…

You know the feeling too? The feeling I get every day. The feeling you get when you think it’s the end. The feeling you get from getting millions of looks. Daily. The you’re-not-accepted-here-and-I-hate-you looks. Saviors, you want me to show them what we mean. How? I try. I do. But the thump-thump-slam thump-thump-slam of my heart pounding in my chest, it drowns out the sound of my words. Of your words.

So go, go away, just go, run away. But where did you run to? And where did you hide? Go find another way, price to pay. Woah, Woah, Woah, Woah, Woah, Woah…

Saviors. This must be the end. You wouldn’t tell me to leave if it wasn’t. But wait. You’re not telling me to leave. Are you? No. Them. You’re telling them to leave. To leave you. Me. Us. Ah, yes. I understand. But, still, you have more to say?

If I'm so wrong, how can you listen all night long? Now will it matter after I'm gone? Because you ever learn a god darned thing. You're just a sad song with nothing to say about a lifelong wait for a hospital stay, and if you think that I'm wrong, this never meant nothing to you…

You’re right, Saviors. You are. This life. This point. This reason. This cause. It’s nothing to them. But to us: everything. This isn’t the end. This is the beginning. A new beginning. Without fear. Saviors. Yes. I was right in calling you that. Saviors. Selfless saviors, so strong. So loving. So caring. Saviors. You’ve given me something: Life.
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Keep the Faith.

Lyrics: Disenchanted, by My Chemical Romance