Call Me Heroic
As much as I hate to admit that you hurt me
I’m not gonna lie
You beat me down till I was almost sure
That I was gonna die
Your words affected me
In ways you couldn’t imagine
I felt so much pain
That no one could even fathom
And every day it still haunts me
I can’t seem to get away
But I’m no punk, I’m gonna fight back
Even if it means I have to stay
I will do anything
I will even go through hell
As long as I know every day of my life
That you are burning as well
I will stay awake to haunt your dreams
I’d do whatever it takes
To make sure that not another innocent soul
Has to suffer from your mistakes
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