Lyrics of the lonely and brave:
You are brave, the wound on your forehead, your different mistakes, you don't have to hide your worn-out doll, your mask, your self. They say you should tame every monster with light. They said you should sew up the wound. Nobody likes clowns. Why is loneliness disgraceful? Only imperfect people deserve praise. Who says mud is not a hero? Love you walking alone in a dark alley? Love you without kneeling? Love you, face despair and refuse to cry. Love your tattered clothes, but dare to block the gun of fate. Loving you and me is like loving a gap. Do you match this tattered cloak? Fight? Fight against the humblest dreams. Who said that standing in the light is a hero? They say they will quit your madness, just like wiping off dirt. They said that they would go up the stairs at the expense of bowing their heads. Then let me be as proud of that loneliness and courage as you are. Who said that playing chess is not a hero? Who says you walk alone in a dark alley, love you without kneeling, love you, resist despair and refuse to cry? Ragged clothes dare to block the gun of fate. Do you love you and me like a gap? Do you match this tattered cloak? Do you struggle with the humblest dreams, whimpering and growling in the dark? Who says standing in the light is a hero? Your mottling is different. Your silence is deafening. You are a hero and love you walking alone in a dark alley. I like the way you don't kneel. I love you to face despair and refuse to cry. Love you from the wild life, and you will build your city-state on the ruins without anyone's light. Go ahead, fight against the humblest dreams, fight against the loneliest dreams, and cry and roar in the dark. Who said that standing in the light is a hero?