Vigilante
Sat, 24 Mar 2007 at 12:56am
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Vigilante
I’m a vigilante, a life on the run
The safety of many preserved by the power of one
Bathed in darkness yet shrouded by light
No one but me knows the reason why I fight
No need for a costume with briefs over my pants
Yet still somehow adored by foolish sycophants
I’m no genius, no matter how it seems
Just a regular guy chasing down broken dreams
Stumbling blindly because of wicked times
Finding my way and making people pay for their crimes
I need the crooks just as much as they need me
We’re all byproducts of this twisted society
Hated by the system because I can’t be controlled
They might raise the stakes but there is no way I’ll fold
For besides my life I have nothing to lose
Death by their hands or mine is the only thing left to choose
I’ve already sealed my fate, there’s no turning back
Must keep going forward as my sanity falls through the cracks
Moving swiftly through the night faster than your eyes
People think they see me but humanity is a good disguise
Keeping to myself as I keep to what is true
Everyone wonders why I do what I do
I don’t do it for fame; I don’t do it for wealth
Just trying to save the masses, while I save me from myself
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There must be some personal reason. Perhaps through a fundamental moral system we've been conditioned to save those who are lost?
the last four lines are basically epic. its almost like you started with them and went from there cause you knew it'd be a bangin ending. and of course, you were right.