| With all those powers bound with glory on the tongues of all the long ago boys almighty stories he'll ride into the sunset high atop his mighty steed when he's out of sight, his head falls between his knees forever hiding the sadness and fears - oh it's the sad life of a super hero One night stands with the unmoral occupy his time he'll keep going, never quitting, then he'll give his line he masks trembling and doubt for an appearance of stone he stands still cause those cold cold chills are constantly rushing through his bones living for the common good, protecting strangers he doesn't know it's the sad life of a super hero It's so unatural to see all that pain, death, no healing every night, to god he prays for all those desperate lives he couldn't save as an inhuman amount of guilt fills his soul Oh, those young boys would idolize how he could never live a normal life always catching something that will effect they changed to people to fight or protect and he goes to sleep and dreams of all that he couldn't do It's his familiar territory, he knows nothing else he unknowingly and instinctively puts on his belt so much wrong, so much of the horrid to fight desperately clinging to an identity he'll always have to hide just one unthoughtful thankyou would make his heart so much more whole it's a sad life of a super hero |
| The Sad Life Of A Superheo |