The high wind, pummelling my pointed ears
Gives me sonic capabilities
Reveals Reputations?
blowing in and out of gotham city
Or have we been dead, and I bad and you evil instead,
Or have they passed already,
Infamous Reputations
people don’t know, but just said
On high rope, I heard you, for you love me, also,
In masks, we found each other
In gotham Heroes
be catwoman, just who you are
The high wind in thoughts, opens my ears to gotham,
Amid its mad population
Stirs hope Our love
on a sudden whim, let’s elope
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