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Where's Superman?
Where's Superman?
Where are the heroes?
When you need them...
We read about the comics.
We watch the movies.
So where are they?
Superman has a bleeding mark.
Batman has flown away.
Wonder Woman's braclets are rusty.
Spider-Man, has fallen from his web of shame.
People are dying.
Heroes are so great in the movies.
What goes around doesn't always come around.
Vilians come in the form of roses.
I grew up on concrete.
I grew up in prison.
I grew up in shackles.
I grew up with blood.
But I was raised with hatred.
And was brought up within madness.
Where are the heroes?
Where were you when I needed you?
For the true heroes are never heard from.
Where are the heroes?
When you need them...
We read about the comics.
We watch the movies.
So where are they?
Superman has a bleeding mark.
Batman has flown away.
Wonder Woman's braclets are rusty.
Spider-Man, has fallen from his web of shame.
People are dying.
Heroes are so great in the movies.
What goes around doesn't always come around.
Vilians come in the form of roses.
I grew up on concrete.
I grew up in prison.
I grew up in shackles.
I grew up with blood.
But I was raised with hatred.
And was brought up within madness.
Where are the heroes?
Where were you when I needed you?
For the true heroes are never heard from.
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