Letras
Oh... Albus, tell me...
Do we get what we deserve?
Or do we take what we need?
I left the broomstick burning in the yard.
Being the Chosen One... God, it's hard.
No more innocent games of Quidditch now.
I've got a blood oath, I've got a vow.
Look at the scars on my face, look at the suit.
Only the silence follows the shoot.
They say the Dark Lord is coming for my head.
Well, let him come...
I'll paint the grey streets red.
You wanted a hero? You got a ghost.
I'm the one who hurts the most.
And there's NOWHERE TO RUN...
Yeah, nowhere to run.
Into the cellar, into the dark.
I'm gonna carve out that ugly Mark.
'Cause there's nowhere to run...
Yeah, nowhere to run.
Voldemort thinks he owns the night.
But I got a Tommy Gun, and a lighter for the light.
Hermione's pouring drinks, Ron is counting gold.
This is a story that's never been told.
Avada Kedavra? Don't make me laugh.
I'll cut your timeline right in half.
Oh, father... tell me... Where is the light?
WHERE IS THE LIGHT?!
There is no magic left in this fight!
And there's NOWHERE TO RUN...
Nowhere to hide, nowhere to go.
We run the city, we run the show.
And there's nowhere to run.
Nowhere...
The Phoenix rises.