Broken Faith
(tune: Julia Ecklar, "Walkabout")

You're different from them, B
You might just understand me
All they know 's the party at the Bronze,
The work and talk at school

But the power to kill 's what we get
To attack, and slay, and forget
And I know you're no exception
To the rule

We were made to fight the fight, kid
Go on, tell me you don't like it
Say you don't enjoy the thrust and kill,
The dust that drifts and pools

And the living ain't so lonely
When you know you're not the only
And this slayer's not so different,
Not so cool
We're both cruel

So show me what's so different 'bout one lost and frightened girl
And find me one hero in this wasted, withered world
No exceptions to the rule that says that heroes suffer best
Well, who suffers for the heroes who've suffered for the rest?

Got no partner and don't want one
There's just me that I depend on
'Cause the world's an ugly kind of place
You got to be prepared
So I walk the streets and highways
And deal with the darkness my way
As if you understood,
As if you cared

Did you ever really see me?
Did you know that you could be me?
And I guess that means I could be you,
So why should you be spared?

And the world turns up her dead eyes
On the pain, the trust, and the lies
Would I ask for your forgiveness if I dared?
...I'm so scared.

So show me what's so different 'bout one lost and frightened girl
And find me one hero in this wasted, withered world
No exceptions to the rule that says that heroes suffer best
Well, who suffers for the heroes who've suffered for the rest?

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