I want to go to paradise,
To where my freedom is unlimited
Where you can see magic with your own eyes
And it does not matter what you did
I want to soar above the clouds,
To laugh and be carefree
I want to be able to yell very loud
I want to be allowed to be me
I want to be young
I want to not grow old
Where, once again, I can be free with my tongue
And by youth be made bold
I want to live with Peter Pan
Away from all of reality,
Where a boy never becomes a man
And we're always on the run from Hook and Smee
Question not the world, my son
For it belongs to no one
And no man will give an answer,
Not one man will help you search
The world cares for itself
Not for you as you delve,
Delve into life's great meaning,
As you search for a pillar of truth for leaning on
Question not the world
The truth is furled,
Tucked away so everyone can believe
Believe what they want and not grieve
Welcome
Another day,
Another dollar.
Another man
In a shock collar.
I have you now,
Don't have a cow.
Daddy will take good care of you.
As it is, you're through.
You're wondering how you got here.
I'm the Clown Prince of Crime, I can make things disappear
Like childhood pets
And balls to play catch
Anyways, enough blather,
I have a question. Would you rather
Die today, die tomorrow,
Either way, neither will cause me sorrow?
No opinion? Well it's time to die.
Time for you to fry.
Now die, Batman, die, die, die.
Humanity- a pack of
Wolves
Turns on you
At just one sign
Of weakness
We guard
Ourselves
Hide our faults
Deep inside
So we don't fall
To be an
Alpha
One must be strong
Exploit those weaknesses
To keep on top
We are called to
Be
An omega
Confide our weak link
So others can help
But humanity is really
Wolves
We can't confide
So we hide
To stay on top
I possess a mask
Which I wear through every task.
I was not born with it,
It simply fit
It is not my choice
To include it in my apparel.
It is because many boys
And girls criticize my inner shell.
So, I change myself, hide what's inside.
To no man do I confide.
The less you know the better
So I don't get branded with a letter.
I want to go to paradise,
To where my freedom is unlimited
Where you can see magic with your own eyes
And it does not matter what you did
I want to soar above the clouds,
To laugh and be carefree
I want to be able to yell very loud
I want to be allowed to be me
I want to be young
I want to not grow old
Where, once again, I can be free with my tongue
And by youth be made bold
I want to live with Peter Pan
Away from all of reality,
Where a boy never becomes a man
And we're always on the run from Hook and Smee
Question not the world, my son
For it belongs to no one
And no man will give an answer,
Not one man will help you search
The world cares for itself
Not for you as you delve,
Delve into life's great meaning,
As you search for a pillar of truth for leaning on
Question not the world
The truth is furled,
Tucked away so everyone can believe
Believe what they want and not grieve
Welcome
Another day,
Another dollar.
Another man
In a shock collar.
I have you now,
Don't have a cow.
Daddy will take good care of you.
As it is, you're through.
You're wondering how you got here.
I'm the Clown Prince of Crime, I can make things disappear
Like childhood pets
And balls to play catch
Anyways, enough blather,
I have a question. Would you rather
Die today, die tomorrow,
Either way, neither will cause me sorrow?
No opinion? Well it's time to die.
Time for you to fry.
Now die, Batman, die, die, die.
Humanity- a pack of
Wolves
Turns on you
At just one sign
Of weakness
We guard
Ourselves
Hide our faults
Deep inside
So we don't fall
To be an
Alpha
One must be strong
Exploit those weaknesses
To keep on top
We are called to
Be
An omega
Confide our weak link
So others can help
But humanity is really
Wolves
We can't confide
So we hide
To stay on top
I want to go to paradise,
To where my freedom is unlimited
Where you can see magic with your own eyes
And it does not matter what you did
I want to soar above the clouds,
To laugh and be carefree
I want to be able to yell very loud
I want to be allowed to be me
I want to be young
I want to not grow old
Where, once again, I can be free with my tongue
And by youth be made bold
I want to live with Peter Pan
Away from all of reality,
Where a boy never becomes a man
And we're always on the run from Hook and Smee