In The Path of the Stampede
Painted as the villain
Made out to be a monster
Hated by all, and yet your soul remains pure
Tortured to no end
Everything taken away
So much pain, and yet your heart is innocent
Your cheerful smile lies to me
It says everything's okay
If you'd just open up to me
I'd help chase your demons away
But you just have to face it on your own
So you push us away from you
To protect us, you stay all alone
No one to soothe the hurt you go through
So go and walk your own path
Keep your head held high
But make sure that path leads back to me
Please, Vash, don't make me cry
~Roxy 2002
