Your Batman Forever

Once upon a time there was a bad man. That guy was me. He didn't wanna be bad, though. People mistook him for Batman. I just wanted to be like him, saving everybody, but I failed. I wanna do you good.

I am isolation or a present period of loneliness. Aren’t you? The entrance of you in my afterlife brings light to my dark side. You are the transformative power of love molding me from bad to good. From the bad man to Batman.

You are a red rose, my adorning rose to kiss my grey gravestone. A rose's kiss is always the experience of love. The rose is beauty, the rose is romance, the rose is pleasure, the rose is pain. They all shine, they’re all bright. But they also bleed, both good and bad blood. But they also heal, they’re all treasures to keep. There’s never a rose without thorns. There’s no beauty without cruelty. There’s no cruelty without beauty.

The bad man and Batman are the same thing, trying their very best on this journey, but they’re both flawed. Just like love is both pleasurable and painful. Life reflects and is the dual nature of everything, like love. The more I get of you, both the more familiar and stranger it feels, overwhelming me. It grows in intensity, I fall deeper and deeper into it, though I fly higher and higher. Love is a drug. This love is the drug. You’ve made me addicted to it.

You are the blooming rose, you are the blinding light that pierces the gloom of the bad man people mistake for Batman. Your watering kisses of love bring brightness to my dark existence. Your thorns of love bring color to my blackness bleached. Despite being a bad man, I’m also Batman, don’t be mistaken. Taking a break from fighting, I’m journeying here without you. Dealing with your heartbreak, you’re journeying there with and without me. Yet the blood has united us forever, the blood is our lifeline, the blood is our love. It’s the intoxicating scent of a rose, it’s the beautiful color of a rose, it’s the cruel thorns of a rose.

Love is a rose, kissing us, love is a rose, hurting us, love is exploring us in all our varieties. Roses portray the profound impact of love and its indelible mark it leaves on our emotional lives, whether together or apart. Love with its proper desire has made me a bad man, love with its proper desire has made me Batman, your Batman forever. I wanna do you only good, that’s my will!

Seal - Kiss From A Rose (Official Music Video) + Lyrics (HQ - High Quality)

There used to be a graying tower, alone on the sea
You became the light on the dark side of me
Love remained a drug, that's the high and not the pill
But did you know that, when it snows
My eyes become large and
The light that you shine can be seen?

Baby, I compare you to a kiss from a rose on the grey
The more I get of you, the stranger it feels, yeah
And now that your rose is in bloom
A light hits the gloom on the grey

There is so much a man can tell you
So much he can say
You remain my power, my pleasure, my pain, baby
To me, you're like a growing addiction that I can't deny
Won't you tell me, is that healthy, baby?
But did you know that, when it snows
My eyes become large
And the light that you shine can be seen?

Baby, I compare you to a kiss from a rose on the grey
The more I get of you, the stranger it feels, yeah
Now that your rose is in bloom
A light hits the gloom on the grey

I've been kissed by a rose on the grey
I've been kissed by a rose (on the grey)
I've been kissed by a rose on the grey
And if I should fall along the way?
I've been kissed by a rose
Been kissed by a rose on the grey

There is so much a man can tell you
So much he can say
You remain my power, my pleasure, my pain
To me, you're like a growing addiction that I can't deny, yeah
Won't you tell me, is that healthy, baby?
But did you know that, when it snows
My eyes become large
And the light that you shine can be seen?

Baby, I compare you to a kiss from a rose on the grey
The more I get of you, the stranger it feels, yeah
And now that your rose is in bloom
A light hits the gloom on the grey

Yes, I compare you to a kiss from a rose on the grey
The more I get of you, the stranger it feels, yeah
And now that your rose is in bloom
A light hits the gloom on the grey

Now that your rose is in bloom
A light hits the gloom on the grey

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