You could of been...
Used those powers of rebelity,
For the good of this broken city.
But you fall from the roof tops, you should of been jumping across.
Your wrong from right,
You gave up gave in in this fight.
And you scream of anarchy,
But you’re lost in the tide of average druggies.
You are no warrior, not now to me.
You are no icon of good not something you daughter now will wish to see!
You could of been a hero...
You could of been so much more...
One day you’ll be died outside someone’s door.
I tried my best to help,
But you pushed all your side kicks away.
You have no power,
No concept of god...
Something you once loved,
Is lost on you ray.
And I pray that one day the mist of your vision will clear,
Bringing you back to the heaven you wanted so near.
All along its been hiding here.
If only you just dared.