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 I throw my jazz hands in the air sometimes Sayin' eeh oh I'm Magneto Wave of my hand and now your metal's mine Sayin' eeh oh Never let go I move this coin, coin, coin, coin Into your head 'Cuz I enjoy, joy, joy, joy Seeing your pain I was just a boy, boy, boy, boy You killed my mum So I'll destroy, oy, oy, oy You, yeah The pain goes on and on and on Yeah it goes on and on and on Yeah, I throw my jazz hands in the air sometimes Sayin' eeh oh I'm Magneto Wave of my hand and now your metal's mine Sayin' eeh oh Never let go 'Cuz Imma crush this cup Then I'll throw some knives 'Cuz you killed my mum And I hate my life

"Old friend..." Charles hears, and it raises goosebumps on his arms. "It feels like an eternity since we last met." It's an absurd little statement, really. It hasn't been more than a day, at the most, since Charles Xavier had unintentionally (although not unknowingly) helped murder that bastard Shaw. Time is hard to tell when you're not awake, but Charles is very sure it hasn't been long enough to be christened an eternity. "Hardly." He responds, no resentment in his voice at all. He knows this man, the one looming over his restrained body, had called him a friend, and still does. He knows this man; he knows what is going through his mi-