Everything is brave
The wounds on your forehead, your being different, your mistakes
You don’t have to hide any of that
Your shabby toys, your mask, your own self
They say you have to tame every monster with light
They say you have to stitch up your wounds, for no one would love a buffoon
Why can’t loneliness be glorious?
Only the imperfect people are worthy of praise in songs
Who said those covered in mud can’t be called heroes?
I love your lonely figure walking down the dark alley
I love the way you don’t kneel down
I love how you confronted despair face-to-face
Never giving in to tears
I love that you wear tattered clothes
Yet you still dare to jam fate’s gun
I love how we’re so similar
Even sharing the same flaws
Should I go? Is it worth the effort? This ragged cloak
Should I fight? Let’s fight! With the lowliest dreams
To honor those quiet sobs and angry roars in the dark
Who said only those standing in the light can be called heroes?
They say you have to stop your madness like washing off the dirt
They say you have to walk up the stairs obediently or the price will be bowing your head
Then let me choose not to ride the wind
You still carry that pride, that lonely courage
Who said ordinary players can't be called heroes?
I love your lonely figure walking down the dark alley
I love the way you don’t kneel down
I love how you confronted despair face-to-face
Never giving in to tears
I love that you wear tattered clothes
Yet you still dare to jam fate’s gun
I love how we’re so similar
Even sharing the same flaws
Should I go? Is it worth the effort? This ragged cloak
Should I fight? Let’s fight! With the lowliest dreams
To honor those quiet sobs and angry roars in the dark
Who said only those standing in the light can be called heroes?
Your mottled spots are unique
Your silence is deafening, You are the hero
I love your lonely figure walking down the dark alley
I love the way you don’t kneel down
I love how you confronted despair face-to-face
Never giving in to tears (You are the hero)
I love how you come from the wild
Never in your life borrowing anyone’s light
You will build your kingdom
On top of ruins
Should I go? Let’s go! With the lowliest dreams
Should I fight? Let’s fight! With the loftiest dreams
To honor those quiet sobs and angry roars in the dark
Who said only those standing in the light can be called heroes?