In "Supervillain," daine watches kids posture as cold, indifferent villains while the real cost shows in bruised knees and a noose worn like a costume. The chorus insists they are still children, not truly vicious, and the plea to hear laughter instead of talk reveals fear beneath the bravado. The image of being made of ash, not fire, suggests fragility and impermanence rather than power. The song aches for tenderness behind the performance, wishing the hurt could be admitted before it becomes permanent.
Supervillain Lyrics by daine
My bruised knees are plastered in the magazines
I see their blue eyes at the front of the battle scene
The kids all think they’re supervillains
But it doesn’t take guts to be so indifferent
I know you’re not like the truly vicious
You’re just a child, you can’t be a supervillain
Now the noose fits around your waist
While you’re losing to play that game
But when your mother sees your face
If you want more you better act like you don’t
And if it starts to hurt you better not let it show, uh-oh
The kids all think they’re supervillains
But it doesn’t take guts to be so indifferent
I know you’re not like the truly vicious
You’re just a child, you can’t be a supervillain
Now the noose fits around your waist
While you’re losing to play that game
But when your mother sees your face
Don’t wanna hear you talk, I wanna hear you laugh
We’re not made of fire, we’re made of ash, uh-oh
We’re not built to last, we’re not built to last
Don’t wanna hear you talk, I wanna hear you laugh
We’re not made of fire, we’re made of ash, uh-oh
We’re not built to last, we’re not built to last
