When I woke up today half my life was gone. It went out for a costly run.
I’m not part of this world and all it’s hyped up scum. I enjoy smoking out my lungs, you enjoy your coke and rum.
And there’s nothing wrong with that. Just remember at times I’m an early worm, at others I’m a bat.
If you look a little closer, you’ll see all the cracks in my past lives. It’s far more telling if you look into my eyes.
Always sharing myself with someone new. Like they’re the newborn at the petting zoo.
I hate silence, it’s such a deadly killer. But me, I profess my love without any filter.
I guess that’s why I have all these cracks. I’m front and centre, while y’all stab me in the back.
I was tired of looking for ten different stills in order to draw a costume correctly, so I made a little reference sheet of all of Korra’s outfits - maybe other people can benefit from it (don’t trust the shoes on the equalist unifrom though, I’m still not 100% sure they actually look like that)
How could you be so cold?
You know which way my wind blows.
But yours is a deadly chill that stabs me in the gut. You have no reason to treat me like muck.
Why would you say such things?
You know how bad it stings.
Like a knife through my heart without a way to restart.
So there you go, there you go, there you go. My beautiful beauty from head to toe.
I pay my respects and give credit where it’s due.
Even if you don’t love me, I’m a fool for loving you.
But oh well, I’ve been through Hell, and I’m a soldier through and through.