Besedila: Hail The Villain. Runaway.

Welcome to the end
Of everything that haunts me
Somehow I pretend
All was meant to be
I am not the saint here
Never the good son
Hell has taken over and I know

When I say ?Go?, runaway, runaway

Where do I belong?
So sick of being shadows
Scared to walk alone
Now it?s time to roam
I have always wanted
All that I could own
My wish was never granted till now