[ Orpheus rankles a little at the condescension, poutingscowling in a way that surely conveys the seriousness of his displeasure. This kind of attitude from the gods is what he could never stand about some of the old stories, and being confronted with it in person has him speechless - so instead he sings. ]
Love, love is like a stubborn youth That you'd rather just deny You think your power's foolproof Well I can tell you that's a lie
It's all games and misdirection You're no artist You just want the attention Yes, it's all games and misdirection You're no genius You just like the attention
We're not your toys I don't care if it brings you joy We're not your toys Won't be part of your childish ploys
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poutingscowling in a way that surely conveys the seriousness of his displeasure. This kind of attitude from the gods is what he could never stand about some of the old stories, and being confronted with it in person has him speechless - so instead he sings. ]Love, love is like a stubborn youth
That you'd rather just deny
You think your power's foolproof
Well I can tell you that's a lie
It's all games and misdirection
You're no artist
You just want the attention
Yes, it's all games and misdirection
You're no genius
You just like the attention
We're not your toys
I don't care if it brings you joy
We're not your toys
Won't be part of your childish ploys