The shadows, are my home, now where I dwell
Because all that light is a living hell
I had healed my wounds, and lowered my blade
I was a fool, oh what a choice I had made
A hero, justice, silence and order
I pushed myself to the end, I was on the border
I had everyone's back, none ever had mine
It's time for the show, this is definatly a sign
I'm walking alone, no others I shall heal
This go around it's my sorrow they'll feel
No more holding hands, no more taking bullets and blows
This time It's over and my anger's gonna show
Pain a suffering are not worth the feeling
The hero is the villian, now the mask is peeling
We carry our weight daily on this endless road
Well I've gotten tired, I'm dropping the load
Yes it's true, "Heroes never die"
But we drown daily in rivers that we cry
Heroes live forever for people who don't care
Villians don't suffer, and they walk anywhere
Suffering against freedom
That choice is so clear
I'll become a Villian
Then I'll live without a care














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You're not the bad guy everyone thinks you are
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If homosexuality is a disease, then we should all call in gay to work. "Nope, sorry, can't come in today- still queer."
Don't kiss the garden gate; love may be blind but your neighbours ain't.
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