The world.....your here
Feel good,feel bad
Feel weird,feel scared
Your here too bad
Cant leave,cant stand
A mental institution inside your head
The criminals ghost with you as you go to bed
and it taunts you....and it haunts you
for everything you've done and said
Cho:-
Vigilante//
You cant see me,You cant hear me
You cant help me,You cant save me
This is not your city
Your shadow is not a hero.....
Just like snow slowly falling to the floor
Making patterns I do not know what for
Is your pathetic mind,Paralyzed,Desensitized
And it twists your mind in two......
You cannot change me,if you cannot find yourself
Your hidden regrets and guilt tortures you to this
You cannot cover your tracks just by looking good
You're no hero,you're my mirror,but a Hypocrite
You're not the law
You're not the sanctuary//
You are your past
You are not a hero..
You super Self righteous Hypocrite
and Achilles turned back at his last stand
and saw what he built up from hes past
Thousands of bodies stared back at him
as he stood on the riverbank upon the sand
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