If living means bowing down to the
likes ofyou bastards, I’d rather die on my
[ feet ] with my ʜᴇᴀᴅ ʜᴇʟᴅ ʜɪɢʜ.
melodyIf living means bowing down to the
likes ofyou bastards, I’d rather die on my
[ feet ] with my ʜᴇᴀᴅ ʜᴇʟᴅ ʜɪɢʜ.
—but oh, you poor pitiful helpless worthless child
did you really think for a moment?
that you actually had a [c h o i c e] in life?
Learn to be quiet about your misery
And keep your sadness in the dark.Because, my dear…
Nobody cares about your broken fragile heart.
D A R K N E S S
that’s the first thing i remember.
it was dark, & it was c o l d
& i wasscared.but then, then i saw the M O O N.
it was so BIG & it was so B R I G H T.
it seemed to chase the darkness away
& when it did
i wasn’t scared anymore.
I will not be
COMMANDED.I will not be
CONTROLLED.